The day after signing posters and meeting fans I thought of what that guy said. He was right I was a fake. I cried in my bed room all day. I just wanted to be a normal girl. Sometimes I miss my old friends. My manager Porsha came into my room, "okay, publicity loves how that boy told you off he's gotten bad ratings which makes you look good!" She said. "I don't feel good" I replied. "Perfect we can give you a better look and make that guy pay, also makes you look good for publicity" Porsha said as she got on her phone. I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. "So did you get the boys name?" I asked. "His name is Sam Adams" she replied. It all made sense as to why he did that, we used to be best friends and his mother got fired because of me! "I have to go talk to him" I said. "Good! Go create conflict I'll be there with the paparazzi!" Porsha said to me excitedly as I grabbed my purse and left. I walked down the same street I used to walk on. I knocked on the same brown door. Opened up was Sam he changed a lot since we were kids. "What do you want? Are you gonna get your body guards to punch me?" He asked sarcastically. "No, I came to say hi" I said. "Okay bye!" Sam said as he tried to close his door. I put my white heel into it to stop the door. "We need to talk" I said.