I got jealous. I got jealous of her. I got jealous of her a lot. But, that didn't stop me. My best friend, Blossom Flower, was a famous singer, I was just a introverted artist. My lifestyle was waaaaaay below hers. As a 23 her old you'd think I'd have gotten over my stage fright. Nope. I wanted to sing in front of millions like her, share my gift. But I can't. As a person who's always hid in the shadows, I get frightened easily. 'What if they don't like me?' 'What if they think I sing horribly?' I'm just, scared.