It's me, Leilani! I'm back, and I'm better than ever! Life is wonderful, and I'm just hoping that it lasts. But, I feel that something isn't right... Is someone hiding something from me? Is he dead or alive? Is it meant for us to be together? Are we supposed to be? Will he change? I don't know, but Fate will decide.

"No Jahille, get your ass out of this house right now! I don't give a flying fuck, you should have thought about that when you were partying and hiding shit from me!" My name is Jahille Johnson, and I am 20 years old. I'm I guess what you could call a bad ass good girl. Well, scratch that. A bad-ass. I stayed in my parents house with my "loving" mother and father, until the day my mother found a Bacardi bottle in my purse from the last party I went to. So, she kicked me out, and also stopped paying from my college funds at Seneca College, here in Toronto, Canada. I had to figure out a way to pay for everything I needed, so I'm a stripper at a nightclub, called Thursday.