I put my headphones on and listen to music for about fifteen minutes until my brother texts me [Bitch, I'm here] I text back [I'm feeling the love] as I stand up and put on my sunglasses and put the hood of my sweatshirt over my head. It's crazy to think just a few months ago my brother would be picking me up in his old truck not really having any traffic to now having to worry about paparazzi.

As I walk over to Spencer's car he looks at me with disgust. I ask him, "What did I do this time?"

He sneers and says, "That shirt makes you look fat." I roll my eyes as he continues, "Mom doesn't wanna cook so what do you wanna get?"

I think for a moment about what would be the most healthy and then say, "Subway."

Spencer sneers again and says, "Wow thought you would say KFC you whale." I begin to cry as he gets into the car. If only he knew how what he says effects me.

Not getting in the car I ask, "Why are you so miserable?"

"Because you were born. Now get in the fucking car." I get into the back passenger seat. I don't know if it's because of my brother or what but I always feel safer back here. I then text Demi [Just got out of therapy, wassup?] as Spencer pulls out. I plug in my headphones and blast my music. I hear Spencer scream something but just ignore him. Right now I'm listening to 'No Love' by Eminem and Lil Wayne, which is ironic because that is the love I get from my brother; none existing. Demi texts back [Pretty good, how about you?] I look at Spencer and text back [Descent until now]. The car parks as I get my bag. I put my hood back on and get out,

When we get into the store a few people come up to get pictures and autographs, I still can't believe this is happening to me. So much has really changed since that day Demi came. Once I somewhat get away from my fans my brother comes up to me and says, "What the fuck do you want fat ass?"

I think for a moment on what I want, and what would be the fewest calories. I then say, "Veggie Delight."

My brother looks at me weirdly and says, "Whoa thought you would say Meatball Sub. After all that is what elephants eat right?" I ignore him as he orders. Demi texts back [Sweetie, what's wrong?] Oh my god, I hate it when someone calls me sweetie or honey, it just reminds me of when I was placed in the special needs class for those few short months. I really hated it. Don't get me wrong I absolutely love kids who have mental and physical handicaps but deep down I'm smart. I text back [My brother is being an asshole. Can I stay with you tonight?]

At that exact moment I see a girl with almond shaped blue eyes, a flat nose, small ears and mouth. She comes up to me and asks, "Excuse me, can I have a picture?" Her voice sounds light and special.

I say, "Of course, you're so beautiful." She starts smileing really big. Behind her is a woman who has a camera. I rap my arm around her and wait for the camera flash. I don't usually like taking pictures except with fans. They mean a lot to me seeing I wouldn't have any type of success without them.

When the camera goes off I give her a hug, she says thank you, and I go stand with my brother waiting for my sandwich to be done. Demi texts back [Of course, do you need me to come get you?] I look at my brother in fear of his answer and say, "Can you drop me off at Demi's?"

Spencer looks down at me and says, "Don't you have your own age that you can hangout with so they can comeover?" He pauses for a few moments. "Oh yeah, your too much of a looser. I'm surprised any of these people even like you." A tear drops down my face but I just wipe it carefully trying not to make my makeup smudge. All the negative voices come back and I run into the bathroom trying to escape the embarassment of crying in public.