The Diary of Rick Murray.
((Authors note, This is the person behind Rick Murray's tumblr blog.))
Holly J had just woken up from her afternoon nap. She took one at 3pm daily; it was a way to keep her "Head Bitch In Charge" mojo flowing through her. Getting up off of her bed while swing her feet off the edge and standing up, she reached for her new touch screen phone. She was so proud of it because she bought it with the money she earned from working at the Steak House. Her parents sold their house and lost her college fund. She wasn't even aware of how that was possible but it made her so mad that her eyes matched her hair when she found out, both burning a fiery red color. "Pack your stuff sweetheart." She said under her breath mocking her mother. This was one of the worse possible things that could have happened to her, now all she had to do was lose Declan and Fiona and her life would be over as she knew it. She was always on top. She was the head cheerleader and the cutest boy in school was her boyfriend. He had looks and money meaning she wouldn't have to take care of him. He was different than the other boys she had met. Blue had tried to change her and Toby had her head all confused, but with Declan she felt like she belonged. It was like everything fell into place, or so she thought.
Clicking through her phone she checked her missed texts: zero, missed calls: zero, facerange: zero notifications. What was this? She always had someone on begging her to grant their wish. People lined up to even see her, this was crazy. She slid her phone in to the pocket of her daisy duke shorts, her outfit of choice when she needed time to think. She bit her lip and slid her feet into her converse.
"Holly J, you've got to do something about this lack of people needing you." Holly J thought to herself as she grabbed her keys and headed out of her door. Walking along the sidewalk, towards the ravine something caught her eye. It was a journal of some sort. Holly J bent over and picked it up.
It was in a bush so she dusted it off and read the cover, "Property of Rick Murray." "Rick Murray?" She thought, "This is so weird." She tucked it under her arm and changed directions, she needed to read this in the comfort of her secret hiding place.