Pink Damsels

Seven

Ramona jumped on Aaliyah and cried on her shoulder.

"I...i am really sorry Aaliyah...i was just so...so desperate and...i was jealous because...you usually have nice comments on your posts, even people tell me am not beautiful! This is trouble and i hardly can bear it...i...i..cut your hair and..."

"LET ME GO, MY FREAKING PHONE!!!" She dived into the pool and grabbed it.

"I think this simply needs to be dried..." Aaliyah placed it in her handbag.

'Okay now, speak."

"Am sorry Aaliyah...the words can't come out of my mouth..." She wept.

"No problem Ramona. But Ramona, i saw your post on Lizzy's phone when we came downstairs. Someone called you Princess."

"SO WHAT IF? ITS ALL A LIE, AM NOT PRETTY!"

"Mona, you are pretty! Look dear, let's forget about all this. My best friend Cece from Chicago, is coming here! And she wants to join Pink Damsels - but i told her no." Aaliyah tried to cheer Ramona up.

"WOAH, you should have let her..."

"NO! NO! NO! No more vacancy. This is a girl group not an organization. And plus, she's already a media personality." Aaliyah saw tears in Ramona's eyes and gave her a bear hug.

"Ramona....don't cry. I forgive you. Alright, let's take a selfie." The girls took a selfie on Ramona's phone and posted to #raliyahandsweetfans#

"When did you create this page?"

"Just now." Aaliyah smiled. It got tons of comments in minutes.

THIS MUST BE A NEW PAGE

I LOVE YOU RALIYAH

RAMONA IS LOOKING BEAUTIFUL

AALIYAH FOREVER! SHE'S MY FAVORITE

I LOVE YOU RAMONA

KISSES TO RALIYAH

IM A FAN FOLLOWING...

LOVELY SMILES

MY IDOLS

WITCH! Okay, i don't mean that witch am sorry. Ramona sang witch.

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL RAMONA AND VERY TALENTED. WHERE ARE YOU BASED SO I CAN MEET YOU. IM IN PARIS RIGHT NOW.

RAMONA IS LIKE A ROSE

YOU ARE VERY PRETTY AALIYAH

AALIYAH MY ANGEL

"You see? Lots of comments on how beautiful you are." Aaliyah smiled as they sat, dipping their feet in the pool.

"Why don't you reply the guy from Paris?"

"Nah, i don't have to." Ramona rolled her eyes.

"Okay then, come with me" Aaliyah stood up and took her hand.

"I FEEL LIKE TAKING A SELFIE." Aaliyah ran upstairs and saw Valerie packing her bags.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING??" She asked sternly.

"Packing my bags." Valerie sniffed.

"THERE IS NO NEED TO DO THAT? WHY?" Aaliyah was even more stern.

"If no one likes me, then there is no point being in the girl group." She picked her phone and dialed her sister.

"Lisa!!! Come pick me up with Dad! I just wanna cry on your shoulders right now!" She sat on the bed crying profusely.

"Valerie, are you crying?" Lisa asked concerned.