I wait on the side walk for Anna to pick me up. The paparazzi's are around me, still asking me all these questions, capturing my worst moments. I think about my life, I am not a big star at the moment, yet I am with someone who is famous in a way, but gets a lot of attention from the media. Do I really want this life of constantly being hounded by the paparazzi? My life being out in the open? I haven't even thought this far out until now. All that was on my mind was to create music and have a career in the music industry. I am thinking twice right now. Music really helps me to feel better.
Anna pulls up with her car along the side walk, I put my bag on the backseat, I get into the passenger seat and we speed off. "Why didn't you use your car?" Anna asks me.
"I don't want to drive the ca
