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...