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An Idol's Idol [Diantha]

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Yancy stopped in front of Diantha. Looking up at the older woman Yancy smiled. Diantha was everything that Yancy hoped to be. She was beautiful and talented and charismatic. Yancy wanted to focus more on acting now than singing and she looked up to the woman as a role model. To see her here was perfect.

"I was wondering if I could talk to you. You’re pretty famous and I’ve always admired you," Yancy said. "I guess I wanted to ask some advice."

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"Fame itself isn't so praiseworthy."  Diantha pulled back, smiling. "What sort of advice do you seek? I would think a household name like yourself would have a few things to teach me instead."

She smiled at Yancy, half teasing, half serious. Diantha wasn't a stranger to Yancy's reputation. Her rise as an idol reminded Diantha of her own experiences in her younger years. "But I would be glad to answer any questions you have. I'm quite humbled by your request, actually." 

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An Idol's Idol [Diantha]

Yancy looked at the shy girl who had come up to her for an autograph. She was a freshman and Yancy had saw her in drama class. She always liked meeting aspiring actors or singers and the like. She wanted to encourage them but she wasn’t always sure if she said the right thing.

"Thank you," the girl said, her voice soft. She looked so nervous and Yancy gave her a warm smile nodding.

"It’s no problem. I can’t do it all the time but for people like you, well." Yancy gave her a wink. "You keep on trying okay? Don’t let anyone stand in your way. It’s hard work but you’ll get there."

The girl muttered a thanks and then dashed off. Yancy laughed a little wondering if all the people who she’d met would be as sweet as her. She hadn’t met any creeps yet but there was still time. Walking off she thought about her job. She felt a little unsure at times of her talent. What if she wasn’t as good as everyone thought? The thought made her stomach churn.

She decided to head back to the dorms when she saw a bunch of people in a group whispering as someone walked by. She paused curious and then went wide-eyed.

Yancy followed the person calling out, “Diantha!”

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Tablet in hand, Diantha crossed off items on a task list as she cut across the corridor, ignoring the whispering masses littering her path. Unwanted attention was a consequence she had long grown accustomed to, and she had learned to turn the whispers into comfortable, blinding white noise. In a way, she almost enjoyed the attention--it gave her a sense of privacy, in a way. 

It wasn't until the younger girl had shouted out to the actress several times did Diantha realize that someone was calling to her. On the click of her heel, Diantha spun gracefully around to face the bright-eyed student. She smiled and lowered her tablet, giving her full attention.

"Ah, good afternoon, Yancy. What can I do for you?"

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