the words in front of me.
THE ONLY TRUTH: GIRL PROBLEMS?
I felt sick to my stomach. Surely it couldn’t be me. But I had to make sure. I warily clicked on the article and waited for it to load. To my horror, a picture of me, Tegan and the boys dominated the entire page. It was the day we were at the beach. If I hadn’t been self-conscious before, I had every reason to be now. In the picture I was standing in my bikini, laughing away, oblivious to everything. My hands shook as I slowly scrolled down the page, reading it carefully word by word.
The Only Truth were caught having a blast on a beach near Brighton earlier this week, playing frisbee and splashing around in the water like the loveable loons they are. But what shocked us the most were the two unknown girls with whom they were spotted. After much digging we found that the girl pictured to the right is Jessica Wright and the girl pictured to the left is Tegan Smith. What we don’t know is when or how they met, but they did look rather friendly with our lovely boys.
How on earth did they know who we were? I felt short of breath. I know I probably should have stopped looking there and then, but I couldn’t help myself. I wanted tofind out what other rubbish they had said about me.
This Jessica girl ‘sure is beautiful’ and I guess we weren’t the only ones to see that. Riley was spotted sitting rather close to Jessica on the beach as they shared cute little glances with each other. But, later on, Shaq and Jessica were spotted taking a little romantic walk on the beach hand in hand as Jessica sported Shaq’s signature hoodie. Could it be love?
Well, that was a lie – Shaq and I were never hand in hand! And could it be love? I was furious at the thought of the hurt this would cause both boys if they read it.
I stupidly read on.
Just as we thought it couldn’t get any juicer, Jessica was spotted fleeing the hotel at which The Only Truth are rumoured to be staying. She made a speedy getaway while tears ran down her face. Trouble in paradise, I hear you cry? Or maybe she can’t choose between the hunky Shaq and adorable Riley.
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I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. Why me? I didn’t want this. I never wanted to be thrust into the limelight and now I was the subject of malicious slander. I slammed my laptop screen down, not caring if it broke or not. In anger, I threw my pillow across my room, and it landed on my make-up table, knocking a mirror over and smashing it. Great. The last thing I needed – seven years’ bad luck. I buried my head into my quilt.
‘Shit, shit, shit,’ I repeated, my tearful voice muffled by the sheets.
‘Sweetheart, are you OK?’
I felt a flood of relief as I realized who that much-missed voice belonged to on the other side of the door. I ran over and yanked open the door.
‘Daddy!’ I screeched, throwing myself into his arms. It didn’t matter that we hadn’t seen each other in so long – all my worries just seemed to drain away and the only thing I wanted was a massive cuddle.
He chuckled softly in my ear and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug. After a few minutes, I pulled away to look at him. I couldn’t suppress the huge grin that made its way on to my face. I took in every bit of him; he looked exactly the same as always. His light-blond hair stuck up in a ridiculous style that he’d told me looked ‘hip’.
I let out a soft chuckle as he ruffled my damp hair. ‘I’ve missed you!’ I exclaimed.
‘I have missed you too, JJ!’ I giggled when he used my nickname, yet another thing I missed. I never let anyone else call me that.
Tegan went out, leaving me to catch up with Dad. He made us both something to eat and once my hunger had abated I found to my surprise that almost every one of my problems came tumbling out of my mouth. College, my mum, his business trip and how I’d been coping with the break-up with Jacob. It was a massive relief to share
THE ONLY TRUTH: GIRL PROBLEMS?
I felt sick to my stomach. Surely it couldn’t be me. But I had to make sure. I warily clicked on the article and waited for it to load. To my horror, a picture of me, Tegan and the boys dominated the entire page. It was the day we were at the beach. If I hadn’t been self-conscious before, I had every reason to be now. In the picture I was standing in my bikini, laughing away, oblivious to everything. My hands shook as I slowly scrolled down the page, reading it carefully word by word.
The Only Truth were caught having a blast on a beach near Brighton earlier this week, playing frisbee and splashing around in the water like the loveable loons they are. But what shocked us the most were the two unknown girls with whom they were spotted. After much digging we found that the girl pictured to the right is Jessica Wright and the girl pictured to the left is Tegan Smith. What we don’t know is when or how they met, but they did look rather friendly with our lovely boys.
How on earth did they know who we were? I felt short of breath. I know I probably should have stopped looking there and then, but I couldn’t help myself. I wanted tofind out what other rubbish they had said about me.
This Jessica girl ‘sure is beautiful’ and I guess we weren’t the only ones to see that. Riley was spotted sitting rather close to Jessica on the beach as they shared cute little glances with each other. But, later on, Shaq and Jessica were spotted taking a little romantic walk on the beach hand in hand as Jessica sported Shaq’s signature hoodie. Could it be love?
Well, that was a lie – Shaq and I were never hand in hand! And could it be love? I was furious at the thought of the hurt this would cause both boys if they read it.
I stupidly read on.
Just as we thought it couldn’t get any juicer, Jessica was spotted fleeing the hotel at which The Only Truth are rumoured to be staying. She made a speedy getaway while tears ran down her face. Trouble in paradise, I hear you cry? Or maybe she can’t choose between the hunky Shaq and adorable Riley.
Catch up with us next week for more celeb gossip!
I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. Why me? I didn’t want this. I never wanted to be thrust into the limelight and now I was the subject of malicious slander. I slammed my laptop screen down, not caring if it broke or not. In anger, I threw my pillow across my room, and it landed on my make-up table, knocking a mirror over and smashing it. Great. The last thing I needed – seven years’ bad luck. I buried my head into my quilt.
‘Shit, shit, shit,’ I repeated, my tearful voice muffled by the sheets.
‘Sweetheart, are you OK?’
I felt a flood of relief as I realized who that much-missed voice belonged to on the other side of the door. I ran over and yanked open the door.
‘Daddy!’ I screeched, throwing myself into his arms. It didn’t matter that we hadn’t seen each other in so long – all my worries just seemed to drain away and the only thing I wanted was a massive cuddle.
He chuckled softly in my ear and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug. After a few minutes, I pulled away to look at him. I couldn’t suppress the huge grin that made its way on to my face. I took in every bit of him; he looked exactly the same as always. His light-blond hair stuck up in a ridiculous style that he’d told me looked ‘hip’.
I let out a soft chuckle as he ruffled my damp hair. ‘I’ve missed you!’ I exclaimed.
‘I have missed you too, JJ!’ I giggled when he used my nickname, yet another thing I missed. I never let anyone else call me that.
Tegan went out, leaving me to catch up with Dad. He made us both something to eat and once my hunger had abated I found to my surprise that almost every one of my problems came tumbling out of my mouth. College, my mum, his business trip and how I’d been coping with the break-up with Jacob. It was a massive relief to share
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