Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

Kylie's POV

Fat. Ugly. Pathetic. Worthless. Stupid.

All the words that have been used to describe me flash through my mind and haunt me once more as I wake up from yet another horrible nightmare.

I get up from my bed and go to the mirror and look at my disappointing reflection. People have called me pretty, but I just don't see it. I'm 5'6 and I weigh 100 pounds. Did I mention I have an eating disorder?

Well since the age of eight I've been a fucked up mess (exsqueeze my language) but it's true. You can see the scars on my wrist and the bags underneath my eyes.

I live alone with my little puppy named Squishy.

As I brush my long brown hair, I start to sing "Give Me Love" by the one and only GINGER JESUS!!!! Did I mention I'm obsessed with Ed Sheeran?

Well anyways I start my day by heading to Starbucks and starting my shift

*Some Time Later After Work*

"EMILY!!!" I yell to my best friend.

"KYLIE!!!" She screams back as she runs to give me a bear hug.

Yupp we do this on a daily basis.

"Any shows for tonight?" Asked Emily."Yeah. A small gig at some restaurant"

I'm a singer/ songwriter who is pretty much unknown to the world. I'm more of a bother to the people in restaurants that I perform for but 'what the hell' I'm doing what I love.

Emily interrupts my thought by clapping her hands in front of my face "HEEELLLLOOOOO!!!! Kylie!!!!" She whines. "So I was saying that some famous person is suppose to be at the restaurant tonight. Maybe this will be your big break."

I shrug off the idea since it seems impossible for anyone to become famous around here in London.

"Well I gotta get ready! See you later Emilio" I say to her.

"Good look Kyliers" she says to me.

I swear her nicknames are consistent of adding 'ers' to the end of a name...

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