Reality Check


The audience filed in. Excitement filled the air. A buzz of swishing coats and hushed conversation. Flash of cameras.

A few fans sidled reverently to the still-empty stage.

“I see his water bottle!” Millicent pointed.

“I know!” Brenda answered breathlessly.

The two grabbed hold of each other, starry-eyed with anticipation.

Their idol.

They could hardly believe they were about to breathe the same air as he.

A curse sounded. A figure stumbled into sight. Two men rushed behind to all but drag it back offstage.

“Could it…?” Brenda whispered, crestfallen.

“No!” Millicent demanded. “He won’t. Let’s find our seats.”




For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers


13 thoughts on “Reality Check

  1. Oh dear! I see what you mean about us using our “buzz” words 😉
    And, how crushing to witness their idol… ummm… not at his best, shall we say?
    Like you, I can’t understand the unreasonable crazy people go to when it comes to a singer/actor/name it they revere. Mind you, my right hand did touch Tommy Shaw of Styx back in 1981(ish). Didn’t stop me from washing it later 😉
    I so love this! You have captured that well.

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    • 🙂 Thanks, Dale! Yeah, I’m with you on this. I can admire good art, I can REALLY admire great talent … but it does not mean I think that these artists or singers or musicians or movie stars are anything but human, fallible, with good days and cranky days and not-at-all-great-choices and loves and not-so-loved and a need and right for privacy besides. The whole fawning fan thing is difficult for me to truly comprehend. It is one thing to appreciate, respect, even admire some traits in another, but the god-making-complex?? Nah. Not for moi.
      Hugs!! Your NYNF


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