Life in LA was getting rough I was just getting off the drugs and finally getting back into my school life. Yet I was still going from girl to girl and not really remembering anything the next morning. In fact I was getting ready to just give up again. Until I saw her.

My day started off just like any other Monday; I woke up with a agonizing hangover and another stranger next to me. What was her name again …? Never mind none of that matters anymore. Although I’m not denying this, she was hot. Anyway after dragging my sorry carcass out of bed I grabbed some paracetamol and hit the shower. When I’d finished my shower the sleeping beauty in my bed was gone along with a hundred dollars from my mom’s purse. Typical … just typical. That’s all I needed to brighten up my Monday morning. So by then I was already pretty pissed; I mean now the once in the month time that I got to see my mother would be spent arguing over another thieving girl.

Well at least I had my two best friends to cheer me up when I got to school. They are Kyla my annoying little sister and Aiden the once love of my life. Yeah they’re not prefect but they’ve all I’ve got, plus I’ve got a lot to make up to them after ditching them for the high life. When our Dad died both me and Kyla got the chance for celebrity stardom. Kyla refused point blank she’d always been one for the simple life, me on the other hand couldn’t wait to jump on the bandwagon. That’s when it all started to go down hill. I never really grieved for my Dad’s death I just put all my waking energy into my music career, and I guess that proved my down fall. I got really depressed really fast I turned to the booze and the drugs instead of those I was closet to. Aiden tried to be there for me same goes for Kyla but I just pushed them away I didn’t need them. Or so I thought. Me and Aiden eventually broke up, my late night party favours had wore their toll. I slept with a couple more guys but then I realised It just didn’t feel right; I wanted something new, something different.