Maya’s POV
“Is it always this crazy back here, or did I walk into the wrong world?”
The words left my mouth before I could even stop it. And the girl that was standing beside me laughed so hard as she pulled a crate as she passed me.
“You get used to it,” she said. “Or you don’t.”
I needed a job. Like really did. And I had signed up as a crew member for this show that was happening. I had never worked in a place like this but there was a first time for everything.
Backstage was loud in a way that didn’t care about your ears. Voices crashed into each other. Music was still thumping in a faint way from the walls. Lights were blinking as if they were confused if it was night already or not.
I adjusted the badge hanging around my neck. CREW. That was me tonight. Just a job. One night. No
