Britney has been busy. She hated living here, why did her mother want to marry a rich guy. One which she just met. It was crazy. She was going to have a brother now, in which honestly she can't say that he's not that bad looking. Britney sighed a little as she wondered. She licked her lips thinking as she wondered. She bit her lower lip as she looked down. She twirled her hair as she thought about how life was. They weren't rich, they were on the total opposite. They were poor, barely getting food, which is why she is so thin, but then again her fans were enjoying her look. She had a wig and everything. She was Diamond, well that was her stage name. Britney shook her head. She didn't want anyone finding about that. She looked at her new phone that her new step monster, aka new step father, well will be here in a month. She hated this, she didn't want to live here. The new brother of hers sounds spoiled.
Lately she has been in her room, all she does is practice for her fans, and hopefully no one finds out about her. So far, its been fine, all she says is she's staying the night at a friends and she goes for a gig or two. She nodded as she smiled. Her mother thinks she is in dance, so they can easily practice. Britney woke up, in which it's morning now. She groaned turning around so her back was against the sunlight. She wanted to get away. She didn't want to get up. But then her stomach growled and loud. So she fumbled and went to get out, but she was stuck in her blankets. Fuck me... She thought. She sighed lightly as she untangled herself from the blankets before she got out of bed. She was in shorts and a loose shirt. Her hair was in a messy bun. She finally began walking downstairs to get herself some coffee. her mother has learned not to talk to her before she gets coffee in her system.