They Call Her Love | ✔️

32: They Call Her Human

There are still six days left until the start of the second semester. I'm dreading taking those first few steps onto campus. I'm hoping the least I'll get is a slushie thrown at me in total Glee-style. I ripped apart the two most popular students, appeared to have betrayed my own best friends, broken up with my "perfect"  boyfriend, and any like-able quality I had left of my personality was destroyed from that video.

Oh.

And I was arrested.

The media had no mercy and I doubt the kids at school would either.

Sure, I should have listened to Clarkson and Penelope when the warned me against turning on the TV and reading the online articles, but when you spend all twenty-four hours of the past three days in the comfort of your own bed, you run out of ways to entertain yourself once you're physically incapable of producing more tears to cry.

The title's of these articles were comedic genius: "America's Former Sweetheart", "A Love Lost", and my personal favorite, "Between Love and a Hard Place". Honestly, if we met under complete different circumstances, I could imagine being best friends with who ever came up with these headlines.

A majority of journalists simply gave a breakdown of the arrest, where it happened, why it happened, and the result. There were some positive connotations considering that it didn't actually end with me doing any jail time which most of my fans were happy to hear. The rest were appalled that this happened right after the video scandal and of course, there were plenty of debates that consisted of a diagnosis of my mental and emotional health. The concern was appreciated and the criticism was expected.

As my representatives and with my permission, Clarkson and Penelope were giving out statements to anyone asking for one. From what they've told me, their phone's and email's were being flooded with calls and messages from all over the country for the inside scoop. From a publicist/agent to client view, they were taking care of business. On a human to human view, they have called me everyday since the incident to make sure I was okay. Since they were home in California celebrating the holidays, I thought it was sweet and considerate of them to take time out of their busy days to check up on me. I would ignore their calls and texts so they could focus on family time, but that usually ended in a scolding.

When asked for my statement, I initially didn't even want to make one. They convinced me that staying quiet on the subject gave a worse impression than making a stupid comment, so I opted for a very vague response:

"Love is taking responsibility for her actions and will be dealing with the consequences that has come with the incidents that have happened these past few weeks. She's asked for privacy at the moment and apologizes for any disappointment she may have caused to her fans. She never intended harm to anyone and will be taking steps to better herself."

It's depressing that the statement sounds like I've done something far more terrible than what actually happened. I also realize that everyone's interpretation will differ and remain their own opinion, which they're entitled too. I'm positive that having Clarkson and Penelope take care of my PR will help tremendously in keeping the reputation I've built but that doesn't mean they'll be able to make the pain go away.

If I've learned anything from these past few days, it's that the littlest action have the biggest impact. At the beginning of the school year, my best hope was to make it through the year with good grades avoiding any embarrassment, and maybe having time to sustain a decent social life. To be where I'm at right now, my goals at the beginning of the year were far more simplistic than what my goals for the next week are. Winning the lottery, getting my own TV show, going to Barcelona, and then getting arrested weren't in my plans. Hell, they weren't even in my dreams.