••1 month later••

Saturday, October 15th

•Ariel's POV•

The weather has gotten cooler since summer is gone and fall is here. I hate fall and winter. The only thing I like about it is Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas, that's it. I really hate October because Sabrina's birthday is on the 20th and Mama is probably gonna throw a huge birthday bash for her spoiled ass. I never get a birthday party, sometimes not even a cake, I never get a present and not even a simple birthday card. I've never had a birthday party ever in my life, it's always Sabrina in the household getting a birthday party. Mama always say she don't have enough money for my birthday but after a few weeks afterwards, cash pops magically in her wallet and she start buying the whole world for herself and Sabrina. Hopefully, I'll actually get a birthday party next year. If I don't then dang.

My relationship with Prince has increased. He's doing more things... He comes over whenever I'm ready for him to and I'll go over his house whenever he's ready for me to come over. Mama really doesn't care if she sees Prince in the house because she knows Prince and is best friends with his mom, Ms. Nelson. I've never told her that I'm his girlfriend. I realized that doing this secretly makes me feel free and it feels good to be with Prince.

Michael hasn't talked to me ever since he played me that day. I've seen him and Kaitlyn kiss each other in the hallways. I also saw them kissing on the news. His fans are going crazy because they're dating and I've heard that he's writing a song for her.

I'm dressed in a black nike sports bra, black leggings, pink and blue nike shoes and my hair up in a messy bun running on the treadmill alone in the basement.

I've ran on the treadmill for about an hour and I am sweating my butt off!  I'm still trying to get in shape so I can be in modeling and it's really not working fast enough. I weigh 119 lbs and I'm still not happy about it. I still look fat and ugly even though Prince says I'm not and says that in beautiful almost everyday. I really don't see it at all. I'm not beautiful.

I should ask Ashley if she can help me on loosing weight.

I turned off the treadmill and hopped off of it. I grabbed my phone off the chair behind me and dialed Ashley's number. After 2 rings, she picked up.

"Hellooo??" She cooed.

"Hey Ashely, can you do me a favor?" I politely asked her.

"Sure any time."

I took a deep breath and sat down in the chair.

"Well, I'm having a hard time loosing weight and I need your help. I really want to be in modeling so badly!" I took a sip out of my water bottle and put a towel around my neck.

And I also want people to stop making fun of my weight. I want them to shut up! More and more people are coming at me and bullying me about my weight, especially Kaitlyn! She likes to bully me behind Michael's back and whenever Michael's around her, she's very nice to me!

"Have you tried to quitting junk food?" She asked.

"Yeah, I've tried everything. I exercise an hour a day."

"You need to increase your work out hours and eat healthy food. Sometimes you may even have to eat less than you do now. Trust me, I do it all the time. That's how I got my perfect and fit body and I'm a model." She proudly said.

I think she flipped her hair too cause she's always doing that.

"Well, okay thanks for your help." I smiled.

"No problem girl. You work hard. Okay? Never give up. Look at my Instagram page for motivation." She squealed.

"Okay. I'll make sure I'll do that."

"Do you want to hang out sometime, like maybe after school on Monday so I can help you more?" She asked.

"Sure." I nodded.

"Okay. Bye Ari."

"Bye." I hung up.

She's very nice. I remember the first day of school when I thought she was mean. Haha. I was the one being mean to her but she kept her cool.

I stood up from my chair and drunk some more of my water.

"BOO!" I heard a loud deep voice and felt someone grab my waist.

"AHHHHH!!!" I tensed and screamed as I threw my water bottle in the air.

I turned around and Prince starts to laugh really hard as he points at me.

"Ugh! You jerk!" I hit his arm and start laughing with him.

"That's not funny idiot!" I yelled still laughing.

"T-then why are you laughing?" He looked up and there's tears in his eyes from laughing so hard.

"Haha. Prince shut up!" I hit his arm again

"You should've saw your face!" He pointed at me laughing.

"Man shut up! You sound like a witch when you laugh!" I laughed.

"You scream like a little girl." He playfully pushed me.

"Well duh. I'm a girl." I pushed him back.

"Haha. I still love you though." He laughed and pulled me closer to him.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist and he stares at me while our laughter dies down.

"I love you." He bit his lip.

"I love you too." I smiled.

He pressed his lips against mine with a kissing sound and pulled back.

"Now let's go to the park." He smiled.

He quickly went down and lifted my legs off the floor with his left arm and held his other arm around my torso carrying me bridal style causing me to scream again and laugh. He ran carrying me in his arms to the basement stairs.

Michael's POV

I stood behind the camera man as he took pictures of my girlfriend, Kaitlyn, while she posed in her beautiful golden dress I bought for her.

That thing cost a thousand and something dollars. She begged and begged for me to buy it and I had to. This whole month I've been with her, I've learned that she's spoiled, she's needy, and she can get mad quickly at times but she's also a sweet, loving and kind person and I love her very much. She's a beautiful model and I think the fans love her!

I've asked her to be my girlfriend because I felt bad for her. She told me she was getting bullied a lot from Ariel. She's been telling me stories that Ariel have been beating her up, calling her names and cyber bullying her and I felt really bad. Second of all, Kaitlyn told me that Ariel is dating Prince. So I asked her to be my girlfriend the night before the dance. I was gonna ask Ariel but since she wanna be a little player, I asked Kaitlyn because she's nothing like that and plus, Ariel is a bad person cause she bullies Kaitlyn and her sister Justice. I still gotta be nice to Ariel because Mother always tell me to be nice to the people I don't like.

"Nice job Kaitlyn!" The man wearing high heels, tight skinny jeans and a tank top clapped his hands and praised Kaitlyn for her hard work.

"You did very beautiful job girl!" The lady, wearing a nice long pink dress clapped her hands with the man.

Kaitlyn smiled and blushed.

"Thank you. Now can someone give me some water, I'm a little thirsty." She nicely asked.

"Sure thing doll." The lady rushed out the room.

Kaitlyn carefully walked over to me, trying not to fall in those tall high heels.

"What did you think?" She smiled at me.

"You did great baby." I complemented grabbing her by the waist and pulling her close.

"Thanks." She kissed me on the lips.

"Aww. Y'all are so cute." The man squealed.

"Thanks. What's your name again?" I asked the man.

"My name Tommy." He smiled at me.

"Tommy. That's a nice name." I complemented.

"Thank you very much. My boyfriend's name is kinda similar to mine, his name is Tammy." He giggled.

From the way he's talking, I can tell that he's gay cause he sound like he's trying really hard to sound like a girl and he has a boyfriend...

"Omg Michael! I just thought of something!" Kaitlyn's eyebrows raised.

"What?" I chuckled at her facial expression.

"You should take pictures of me so it came be on magazines. It'll really help my fame." She smiled excitedly.

"Hmm. I guess. I don't know." I shrugged.

"Please?" She begged tugging my sleeve.

"I want to let the world know more about our relationship." She smiled.

"They already know about us." I chuckled.

"I know, but that's not enough.You should call somebody to interview you about us and they'll show it to the world." She did a circular motion with her finger in the air.

"Well, okay. That's kinda a good idea." I agreed.

The lady came rushing in with two bottles in her hand. She handed one icy cold water bottle to Kaitlyn and one to me.

"One for the beautiful girl and one for the talented boy." She brightly smiled and put her hands together.

"Thank you. You didn't really have to give me this." I chuckled.

"Well it gets pretty hot in here and I don't want anyone to get dehydrated." She giggled.

"So what's your name?" I asked the lady.

"I'm Jennifer Smith, but you can call me Ms. Smith. I'm Kaitlyn's modeling agent." She smiled.

"That's a pretty name." I complemented.

"I think I should get back to doing more poses now." Kaitlyn handed me her water bottle and walked back to the big white screen and white floor.

They took a lot of pictures of her while I waited patiently for another 30 minutes for her to be done with her photoshoots. After she was done, I went home.

All my brothers and sisters are still home doing what they do. Latoya hasn't talked to me in a long time. It's like ever since I've been with Kaitlyn, nobody had been talking to me and sometimes they'll be mean to Kaitlyn, which makes me mad. Rebbie hasn't talked to me either. All my brothers, Janet and mother talks to me normally and Joseph has gotten more mean to me.

Joseph is my dad and he's really mean. He's always mean to me and I really don't know why. I've had a bad childhood. He wouldn't let me be a kid so that makes me childish now because I want to make my childhood over again. People will think I'm weird for watching little kid shows, sneaking in the middle of the night and going to the park and play, hanging out with kids younger than me. I keep all that private. I don't tell any of my friends that.

Life is just all about show business. Of course I love it because of the fans but I don't like it much because I have to go through abuse from Joseph. We're not supposed to call him dad at all, were only supposed to call him Joseph and only Joseph. If we call him something else, he'll beat us. And whenever we make little, tiny mistakes while rehearsing, or on stage, he'll beat us. Sometimes with a belt... sometimes with something that is near him... and sometimes he uses his own hands and feet to beat us up. And it's not any normal spanking like what other kids get...it's a beat down. He'll beat you until you bleed or badly wounded.

I went upstairs and went straight to my bathroom to put some medicine on my skin. The doctor gave me this cream to put on my face because my face is just covered in ugly pimples.

Joseph would call me ugly too. He would call me big nose, pimple face and he says my skin is so dark. My cousins would also pick on me with my pimples and tell me how much they want to pop them. Joseph put me down saying that I would never get a girlfriend. I guess I proved him wrong by telling him that I'm dating a beautiful girl, Kaitlyn. That's probably why he's not talking to me because he was wrong.

I still think I'm ugly though. These pimples are ruining my face and it's painful too. Do Kaitlyn notice how ugly I am with all these pimples?! I can't believe she still love me, I'm ugly. Look at this! Good thing I have a good girl, she doesn't care about my looks.

I leaned in closer to the mirror and cringed looking at my face. I poked one of my red pimples and groaned. I squeezed a lot of medicine into the palm of my hands and rubbed it all over my face. I then, washed the stuff off my hands and stood there staring at my face through the mirror.

Why am I so ugly?