Hollywood's Golden Geek

"Yes, I know exactly who you are," I began coldly. "You're Avianna Fey. Little miss megastar who goes walking round in her 5 inch heels, looking down at anyone who can't afford the latest pair of jimmy choo's. You think you're so great, when really you're just a spoilt little brat."

She straightened up and moved in closer. Her hands softly stroked the sides of my face, making my whole body tense up. "Don't act like you know me, because you don't. You know absolutely fuck all about my life," she spat.