Tonight is a perfect example. I asked Spencer to come to the Open Mic Night and what do I get? I get Spencer and MADISON! What the fuck man! I can’t win at all and on top of all that. The number 1 thing that makes Madison not just slight competition but BIG competition is that fact that she is the best sex I’ve ever had. So imagine. Why would Spencer ever want to leave this girl? She’s beautiful, smart, and talented and a great fuck. JESUS!

I really can’t win anymore, but it’s not my style to just quit. That’s why I’m here tonight. The only thing my dad gave me was my ability to sing and that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to sing to Spence and hopefully she’ll get the message in the song. Tonight will be my last and final attempt though. If I can’t get her with this maybe we were just never meant to be with each other. God it makes me sad thinking about it, but it might be.

 My guitar has been tuned and I’m sitting in my stool with the Mic in my in front of me. Did I mention how nervous I am? I look down at Spencer and give her a smile that she kindly returns. Then I look at Madison who gives me this evil smirk. She knows I’m scared she probably knows that I’m going to do this.

Ashley: I’m sorry…I can’t do this.

I looked at Spencer whose mouth must have dropped and Madison whose smirk only grew into a big smile as she shook her head. I ran to the back and before Spencer comes to talk to me I put my guitar in its case, ran to my Porsche, and went home. Man that was the most embarrassing thing ever. I’ve sang in public before, I’ve even sang in front of crowds of people. The thing is I’ve never sang in front of Spencer, not purposely anyway.

Ugh! Ok so I guess that went really really bad. I’ve been driving around Los Angles for more than 15 minutes I figured I should start heading home by now. I have no clue where I am though. I look through my purse for my GPS and notice that my phone’s vibrating.