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Sarah Carerra
By AngelJedi
(Released: April 5, 2010)
Chapter 29 - It's 'Not' a Secret to Everybody
"Emily!" I screamed hysterically. "What are you doing here?"
This was bad. This was really bad! I had just promised Dad that she
wouldn't find out about Sarah until after the concert. I didn't even
make it a day before she learned the secret!
Before I could figure anything out, I was wrapped in a hug. That was the
LAST thing I expected Emily to do when she found out the truth! I
figured she would be mad! This was huge! And I had kept it from her!
"No wonder you couldn't tell me!" she said excitedly. I just stood
there, mouth agape as she let go of the hug and stepped back. "Wait
until Ethan learns about this! He has a major crush on you, or Sarah."
Oh great. As if this wasn't bad enough already...
"You aren't mad?" The words popped out of my mouth before I even knew
they were coming. The one question I seemed to have for her required
immediate answering.
"Of course I'm mad!" Emily exclaimed. "But I know you wanted to tell me!
I could see it eating you up inside every time we talked about your
music career! Now I know why! Wow! You're Sarah Carerra!"
Her excitement level at learning my secret far outweighed my own. I
could feel the tears start to spill out of my eyes.
"What's wrong?" Emily asked, the concern in her voice very apparent.
"I just feel so relieved," I confessed. "Keeping this secret from you
was the hardest thing I ever had to do. But now you know! I can finally
share this with you!"
She wrapped me in a hug again, and the two of us connected at that
moment. We'd been friends for a long time, but this was different. We
were girl friends now, and that meant something even more. I stood there
with my arms around her too. The feeling of peace, comfort, and calm
that was washing over me was one of the most amazing things I had ever
felt.
Dad cleared his throat, ruining the moment. The great feeling I had been
enjoying almost immediately turned to despair. He had threatened that I
would be looking for a new agent if Emily or Ethan found out before the
concert.
"Megan," he said. I looked over at him, and he looked upset. There was a
pained expression on his face that could only mean he was following
through with his threat.
"I'm sorry."
I couldn't believe he was doing this! He was my dad! Even if he dropped
me as a client, he couldn't get rid of me! I didn't want another agent!
I didn't want another manager! How could he dump me like this?
"I never should have made you keep this a secret from your friends," he
continued, surprising me! "I won't hold this against you. They deserve
to know. Emily, I'm sorry. You mean more to Megan than her music career.
I can see that now."
He wasn't dropping me as a client! I expected he would be as mad at me
as I thought Emily was going to be. Instead, he was okay with her
finding out! The relief I felt at his words was indescribable.
"It's okay, Mr. Campbell," Emily replied. "I'm sure you had your
reasons."
She didn't ask for any more details, for which I was grateful. Her rage
would probably overcome the happiness she was feeling if she found out
why my dad had kept the secret from her.
"Please give my apology to Ethan when you tell him," Dad said to me.
Mom, who had moved beside him during the ordeal, gave him a hug. I
realized that this was a big moment for my dad too. He was finally
starting to realize that I wasn't just another one of his clients. Our
business relationship would have to be special, or it wouldn't last. It
would tear our family apart.
"I will," I told him. I was unable to keep the smile from my face. The
day had finally come when Emily and Ethan would learn the truth about
Sarah Carerra.
"We'll leave the two of you to catch up," Mom said before dragging my
father down the hall toward their bedroom.
I stood there in silence with Emily for a moment. I didn't want these
happy feelings to go away. But then I remembered how to make it even
better.
"Want to see the 'Green Room' now?" I asked Emily with a large smile on
my face. "You're going to like it."
"Okay," she replied, perhaps a bit warily.
I grabbed her hand and led her down the hall to Sarah's room. I opened
the door and stepped inside, turning to see the look of surprise that
washed over her face as she saw the room for the first time.
"Welcome to Sarah's room," I said. She looked around, wide-eyed. Dad had
spared no expense when he furnished the room, and it showed. She walked
around, touching everything as she went. I think she was trying to
confirm that the room was real and not a dream or illusion.
When she reached the armoire, which was still open, she glanced inside
at the many wigs sitting on their foam heads.
"These are all Sarah's?" she asked. I nodded. "I've never seen her, you,
with anything other than the one you have on."
"I've never used any of the others," I explained. "Julia wanted my image
to be set in stone before we start playing with it."
"Julia?" Emily asked.
"My image consultant?" I prompted. Emily had met Julia the week before
when Julia had come over to take me shopping.
"Oh, yeah," Emily remembered.
I stepped over to the two doors on the wall next to the armoire and
pulled them open. Dad had used the large walk-in closet in this room as
a storage area before he converted it into Sarah's. Now, it was filled
with all kinds of clothes and glam.
"Wow," Emily said when she stepped into the closet behind me. "This is
amazing! I am so jealous of you!"
I could definitely understand why. If I thought that Megan's wardrobe
was impressive, which I did, Sarah's was divine. High end dresses and
name brand labels were hanging next to shiny pieces of glam made up of
vests, jackets, shoes, and many other types of accessories. Any girl
would die for a closet like this.
The only thing that would make it better would be the knowledge that I
didn't have to pay for it. Unfortunately, that was a wish that wasn't
going to come true. I knew that the account holding the assets of Sarah
Carerra was already into six figures, but it was money that I wasn't
going to see much of anytime soon. Dad told me my money would be kept in
a trust fund that only gave me access to a certain amount every month,
but I still didn't know how much that would be.
We spent most of the next hour in Sarah's closet. We held our own
fashion show and I showed her some of my favorite pieces. She even
managed to teach me a few things that Julia hadn't.
But most of all, I got to include her in Sarah's life. I told her about
everything that I had done up to that point. I told her about the songs.
I told her about my date with Josh. I even told her about the concert.
The relief that I felt at finally being able to share everything with
her was tremendous.
"Can I come?" was her obvious first question.
"I don't know," I told her truthfully. "I think my dad said the show is
already sold out. I don't know if I could get tickets for you."
"But you're performing!" she argued.
"I know," I replied. "But I'm filling in for another band. They already
gave out their tickets to people before they backed out."
"That sucks," she said. I agreed.
"I'll talk to my dad," I told her. "But we'd still have to work out
travel arrangements."
Emily nodded and looked at her watch. She looked really surprised at how
late it was.
"Oh!" she exclaimed. "We're supposed to be meeting Ethan in 15 minutes!"
Then she grinned with a sly, evil little smile.
"I have an idea," she said and pulled out her cell phone. Her gleam made
me suspicious if I would enjoy this idea of hers, but I could only
listen as she convinced Ethan to meet us at my house instead of her own.
When the doorbell rang 10 minutes later, we both started giggling. After
she had told me her plan, I was convinced. This was going to be fun.
"Wait here," she said before quickly exiting the room and heading for
the front door. Despite myself, I couldn't stay away from the cracked
door to Sarah's room, listening to what was happening in the front room.
"Ethan!" Emily squealed excitedly. "You'll never guess who's here!"
"Who?" Ethan asked. He sounded intrigued at her enthusiasm.
"Sarah Carerra!" Emily replied. From the large intake of breath I could
hear from all the way down the hall, I realized that Emily had told me
the truth. Ethan had a big crush on me, Sarah, whomever. I hoped he
didn't hate us after today.
"Come on," Emily said, and I was sure she must have grabbed his hand and
started pulling. But the urgent "No, wait!" from Ethan had me laughing
right along with the mirth I could hear in Emily's voice. As they turned
down the hall I quickly made my way over to the couch and pretended to
be watching whatever show was on the TV.
"No!" I heard once again. This time it was quite louder and obviously
right outside of the room. When Emily pushed the door open, there was an
immediate change in Ethan's stance. He went from trying to pull away
from Emily to standing up straight and trying to look normal.
He was nervous. Very nervous. I'd never seen him look as anxious as he
did standing there in the doorway.
"Sarah!" Emily practically yelled as she continued to pull him into the
room. "Sorry to bug you again, but Ethan, the guy I told you about, is
here."
Ethan's eyes opened wide at her words. I stood up from the couch and
approached them. I tried to keep a smile on my face. It wasn't hard
since I was about to break out in laughter myself.
"Hi, Ethan," I said to him. "It's really nice to meet you. Emily and
Megan have told me all about you."
I may have overdone it at that point when I licked my lips, but it was
worth it to see the expression on his face. I had a bad feeling that
this would come back to bite me later.
"Uh," was his undignified response. He seemed to be at a loss for words.
I smiled at him, which didn't help.
"Ethan," I said a moment later. I was supposed to continue the charade,
but I couldn't. He looked like he was going to pass out from meeting me.
Talking to me might give him a heart attack, and he didn't deserve that.
"It's okay. Calm down for a moment. I have something I need to tell
you."
He certainly didn't seem any calmer. In fact, it looked almost like he
had become even more anxious as I started talking to him.
I did the only thing I could do to help calm the situation. I reached up
and grabbed my wig. We'd unpinned it and my own hair before he arrived
for this exact reason.
I pulled the wig away from my head, letting my brown locks fall from
underneath.
"I'm Sarah Carerra," I told him. He couldn't take it anymore. What
happened next was the only time I had ever seen Ethan faint.
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"You girls are cruel," Ethan grumbled while we sat around a table in the
food court of the local mall half an hour later. Emily and I giggled at
his statement.
"You have to admit," Emily said. "It was pretty funny. When are the two
of you going on your first date?"
I blushed furiously at her suggestion, but Ethan's response surprised
me. He put on the required scowl at the idea of dating me, but for a
brief moment beforehand I saw a glimpse of something else. Something
that worried me.
I knew that he had a crush on Sarah, but he didn't have one on ME,
right? Right? I didn't know what I would do if that was the case. He was
my best guy friend! I didn't know if I could handle that! I mean, we
grew up together as two boys!
Ethan hadn't said much about my revelation since he regained
consciousness, and I didn't know if his silence about my alter ego was
good or bad. He seemed to be bottling it all up inside, and that worried
me even more. Any attempts to get him to talk about it ended in failure.
There was some ribbing and joking around as we finished our food, but
thankfully no more discussion on the subject of crushes or feelings came
up. The plan for the evening was to get something to eat and then go to
a movie. With the food portion of the evening accomplished, we decided
to stroll through the mall until the movie started. We had about 45
minutes to kill.
Unfortunately, Ethan would not let us enter any clothing stores. He said
something about not wanting to wait around for us being the driving
force behind this decision. Whatever. Instead, we were walking around
trying to find some mutually acceptable store to enter. We'd finished
walking around the first floor and decided to see what was on the level
above.
We stepped onto the escalator with the other shoppers. It was an
uneventful ride. But at the top, I came to a distinct and sudden halt. I
almost fell when my feet hit the end of the moving stairs, and again
when people behind me started pushing me out of the way.
There, right in front of me, was a large poster of myself. Well, Sarah
to be exact. It was hanging in the window of a music store that we often
frequented. I'd been told on two separate occasions during the day about
the posters, but this was the first time I had seen one. And every
single person who came up that escalator was going to see it too. It was
unnerving to realize just how public my image now was.
"Haven't you seen it before?" Emily asked from behind me.
"No," I replied while shaking my head. "I didn't even know they existed
until this morning."
I stepped closer to the poster and out of the flow of traffic that
seemed to be upset with where I was standing. The poster showed me
wearing the red dress that I had worn at the beginning of the second
photo shoot. While the pose wasn't sensual or seductive in any way, the
overall poster provided an allure that left me feeling slightly
uncomfortable when I looked at it.
"That's the good one," Ethan said. The smile on his face didn't make me
feel any better. I scowled, and his smile retreated quickly.
"Of course," he said quickly and sternly. "It's coming down tonight,
right after I get home. First thing I do."
I'd known Ethan a long time. I knew him well enough to know when he was
lying, and he was lying pretty badly right then. Even after finding out
that I was Sarah Carerra, he still seemed to have the hots for her.
"Come see the others," he said in an effort to sidestep my ire. He
quickly walked toward the store entrance and walked inside, leaving
Emily and me next to the poster.
"Give him time," Emily said. "He's been talking about Sarah since
Thursday. He heard your song Wednesday night after we left your house,
and we saw the posters when we came to the mall after school on
Thursday. He really has a thing for Sarah. Finding out that Sarah is one
of his best friends must have been hard for him."
"I know," I told her truthfully. "But I'm scared about his reactions to
Sarah. He's been my best guy friend since kindergarten. Emily, I don't
know how to handle feelings like this from him."
"We'll figure it out," Emily soothed. "Whatever happens, we can deal
with it. Who knows, maybe you'll develop feelings for him. He's probably
a lot better boyfriend then Josh Holliday."
I started blushing again. I had told Josh Holliday last Saturday that we
should start as friends, but my actions on Wednesday night when I gave
him my cell number could certainly be construed as wanting more. I'd
certainly acted like I wanted more. I think I did want more.
But Josh didn't know me before I started living as Megan. He didn't even
know that I was Megan! Ethan did, and that made a big difference.
"Come on," Emily said and pulled me toward the store entrance. "The last
thing we need is to make him feel even worse. Let's just act like
everything is normal for now and work it out when he is ready."
Unfortunately, her statement made sense. Despite my desire to
immediately understand what it all meant, I would need to wait. I
followed her into the store and we made our way over to Ethan who was
looking through the different posters the store sold.
"That one, dude!" a masculine voice said as a tall, tanned surfer
looking guy stepped out of an aisle and stood next to Ethan. Ethan
stopped what he was doing, and the surfer spoke again. "She's so hot."
Ethan raised his eyebrows at the guy, but stepped back to let him get
closer to the poster.
"B4," the guy continued and then scanned the small compartments below
the poster stand for the appropriate slot. He found what he was looking
for, pulled a poster out and started heading for the cashier. "Thanks,
dude."
Ethan was left with a perplexed look on his face.
"Hey, dude," Emily joked as we approached. We apparently caught Ethan
off-guard, because he jumped slightly before letting out a laugh.
"That guy was nuts," Ethan replied, getting a return laugh from us.
"What poster did he buy?" I asked curiously. He seemed to be pretty
excited about his purchase. I stepped over to see what poster was still
on display, and I nearly choked! It was another poster of me!
The one still on display was quite different to the one hanging in the
window, but still seemed to be too sensuous for my liking. I was wearing
a white dress, which meant it was another photo from the second shoot. I
remembered the dress well. It was the first dress I'd ever worn that
hinted at cleavage. The padded pushup that I had worn did its job well,
and I looked much bigger than I really was. Coupled with the dress were
silver jewelry and a silver headband that they had put in my hair. The
pose had me facing the camera with my head tilted slightly upward.
Coupled with the white dress and silver headband, I looked slightly
angelic. The poster seemed to scream naughty and nice at the same time.
I loved it and I hated it at the same time.
It was an amazing picture. The stark differences that played out in the
poster drew my attention and made it hard to look away. But it was me in
the photo, and there was a definite sexuality to the poster that I
didn't really feel comfortable sharing with other people. I was still
getting used to the idea that I truly was female. I wasn't sure I was
ready for this.
"Amazing, isn't it?" Emily said.
"It's beautiful," I replied, running my fingers over the plastic
covering the poster. I really didn't know what else to say. I was
speechless. I had never seen a picture of myself that I liked that much
before. Finally, I decided that I liked the picture, despite any other
thoughts that entered my head since I first looked at it.
"Who would have thought that a wig could make you look so much
different," Emily mused. I agreed. I knew that I was still attractive as
Megan, but Sarah was somehow more exotic looking. Wait, wig...
"You two need disguises!" I told them excitedly.
"Disguises?" Emily asked incredulously. "What do we need disguises for?"
I grinned at her and lowered my voice. "You'll need them if you want to
come with me to the studio on Wednesday!"
All thoughts of going to the movie were thrown out the window as we made
our way to the same wig store where Sarah's wigs had been purchased.
Much like Sarah's, both Emily's and Ethan's disguises would need to be
excellent to prevent anyone from recognizing them.
"That's perfect!" I told Emily a short while later. She was wearing a
wig that had changed her from a beautiful blonde into a fiery redhead.
It actually looked really good on her. Her smile told me that she
agreed.
But Emily was the easy one to disguise. Ethan was another matter
entirely. He'd tried to put on a fake mustache, but it looked incredibly
hokey. It wasn't until he finally agreed to put on a wig that we found
something that would work. Following in my own footsteps, we had
converted Ethan's short, dark brown hair into a stylish blonde cut that
fell to the bottom of his neck. I'd never seen Ethan with long hair
(longish for any boy I knew personally, at least), and he really looked
different.
With disguises in hand, I made a call home. After the events of the day,
Dad was more than willing to pay the bill from Sarah's funds. I had one
of his credit cards (for emergencies), and he told me to use it and he
would pay off the debt from Sarah?s earnings. Even though I did not have
direct access to my own money yet, at least I was able to spend some of
it with his approval.
We then started a crawl of the mall. Ethan wasn't able to keep us out of
the clothes stores this time. We needed a wardrobe change for the two of
them if this was going to work. We had to be just as careful with their
disguises as I was with Sarah's, but in the end it would be worth it.
They would be there with me whenever they wanted to come.
We went with a more refined, high-fashion look for Emily. She looked
almost like she could be a model when we were through with her. Ethan
got shoved into a preppy look. He didn't really like wearing the
collared shirts and polos we'd purchased, but he definitely didn't look
like himself anymore.
By the time we were done and were ready to head for home, it was nearly
as hard to recognize my two friends as it was for them to recognize me
as Sarah.
"Thank you, guys," I told them as I wrapped them both in a hug. "I was
so scared I was going to lose you this morning."
They both returned the hug before we separated. With a smile, Emily said
the best thing I had heard all day: "Friends forever."
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