Unpredictable.

I walked on stage smiling waving to the crowd who applauded and booed me. I went over to Ellen giving her a hug then, sat down crossing my legs.

"Spencer Cyrus veryone!" She introduced. "How are you?"

"Pretty good and yourself?" I flipped my hair over my shoulder sitting up straight.

"I'm well thanks for asking," she shifted in her seat uncomfortable. "Let's talk about the elephant in the room. The series of unfortunate events that has happened in the last few weeks. First, you and your boyfriend, Niall Horan, of nine months broke up then, you got arrested for speeding in your Lamborghini, then, you started changing physically." She motioned over to the tron. It was a picture of me from a few days ago, a little racy but, whatever. "After your break up, it seems like you have been going down hill."

"I don't think I'm going down hill," I ran my fingers threw my hair. "I don't know what's wrong with me honestly. I messed up with Niall, I yelled at my brother, Trac, and my mom because they just tried talking to me, I, if you haven't heard, crashed my Lambo, Porsche, Mercedes-Benz, Range Rover, and my Cadillac but, YOLO."