Why Me? (the gaga diaries)

Eight

Chapter 8-diary entry 3(still)

Me and Gaga got to her parents right around five thirty. "Hi Stefani!" Cynthia said, opening the door. "Hi mommy!" she said in an adorable baby voice. "Who's this?" Her mom asked, looking at me. "Oh! Mom, this is Amy. Amy, this is my mom Cynthia." "It's nice to meet you dear." Her mom said with a warm smile. "It's so nice to meet you too!" I answered happily. "Well kiddos, lets eat!" She said, leading me and Gaga into the kitchen. Eat. Food. I forgot about that part of the situation. "Um.. Gaga! I just realized, I'm not really that hungry.." I whispered, grabbing Gaga's arm. "Amy. You're eating." She said sternly, pulling me into the kitchen. She grabbed a plate and piled some pasta, salad, and a piece of bread, and handed it to me. "T-This is mine?" I asked staring down at the plate with big eyes. "Yes ma'am." Gaga said, getting her own plate together. She led me to the table, and we sat down. "Eat up!" she said, setting her hand on my knee.