My Love, My Bed And My Cat

Get me out of this crazy world!

School has been crazy this week. Everybody is trying to be friends with Lola. How ironic, last week in Maths, I heard guys making fun of how ridiculous her songs are, and now they are carrying her bag around and acting like her slaves! What the hell? I don't understand. Even my second best friend, Liz, has been talking to her. When I confronted about it she said "relax Jen! She already stole your boyfriend anyways."

Uh! I seriously got offended by that. Even my brother, (may I remind you he has a girlfriend) has been flirting with her. But that's not the most annoying thing. The most annoying thing is she's being nice to me! As if she wanted to be friends with me! I can see right through her! She wants to find my weak spot and attack that spot. Bitting that spot like a rat, attacking it like erosion on sand. Jeez I can't explain how much I hate her. The worst is that even though I hate her songs, I must admit, she is talented. And famous! And rich! No wonders John left me for her. After all I'm just a girl. She's a powerful superstar and buisness woman. Fuck her.

I came back home on the usual path I take. I always go to school by bike and I go by a candy shop and a newspaper shop. On the front page of a newspaper, plastered on the windows of the shop, was Lola's face and writing that said 'Drugs and sex tape- the scandalous teen star!'
What? I got off my bike and hurried inside to buy the magazine. It was written that her crazy ex-boyfriend wanted revenge after she had cheated on him. So he posted the sex tape they did 3 years ago, when she was 13! He also wrote to the magazine saying she was a drug addict and often hired prostitutes, both men and women. Wow! That' s a lot! I really hope she gets expelled of the school. It will be funny ( I know I'm mean :).

When I came home Harry and Tamara were making out on the couch. Ugh PDA! I ran to my room to get my thoughts clear. I didn't even know she was in a relationship before John. Even though the paparazzis tried to know as much as possible, she kept her life private. I was the only one who knew that she currently had a boyfriend. Oh! Now I remember. That day at the restaurant, in Spain, she wasn't alone, there was a guy with her. Probably that crazy ex-boyfriend. Wait! It wasn't only the two of them, there was also a guy who, now that I recall, looked suspicious and uncomfortable. Is it possible that he is-? No. He's not a drug dealer. No way! Or is he?