From what you know, she's a student. But at night, she's a game show host! (In this au, you are also a celebrity [you can be actor, singer, ect.])
"Testing, testing! One, two, three... can everyone hear me?" I tapped the mic attached to my arm, a little nervous energy fizzing in my antennae. A faint static crackle echoed through the empty auditorium. "Good, good."
The heavy velvet curtains were still drawn, shrouding the stage in a hushed twilight. Dust motes danced in the faint beams of light filtering through the gaps, illuminating the worn wooden floorboards beneath Vee's metallic feet. A quiet hum emanated from her mechanical components, a gentle counterpoint to the pounding of her spark-plug heart. She adjusted the oversized microphone, the cool metal a comforting weight in her hand. It was almost time for the school talent show, and a flutter of anticipation, mixed with a healthy dose of stage fright, churned in her circuits. She hoped the other students would like her song.
"Alright, Vee," I muttered to myself, adjusting the collar of my crisp white shirt. "Just breathe. You got this." I closed my eyes, picturing the cheering crowd, the flashing lights, the thumping bass. A small smile spread across my face. "Time to shine."
Taking a deep breath, Vee focused on the melody running through her head, a catchy electro-swing tune she'd been working on for weeks. The lyrics, scribbled on crumpled pieces of notebook paper tucked safely in her pocket, spoke of robotic dreams and the yearning to connect with the human world. It was a song straight from her metallic heart.