"I'm about to enter into Hell." I thought. I see the Divas walking, wearing short dresses with designer high heels. They wear lots of makeup, which I found beautiful, but there's no way my mother would let me wear that much makeup, she'll probably tell me I look like a slut.

One of the Divas, Jocelyn, asked "Wasn't she one of your friends?" while pointing at me. Catherine, in a bitchy tone, responed "Well she was, but not anymore." Another Diva, Ashley, asked "Why isn't she your friend anymore? She looks like she would be a nice person." Catherine responded "She is a wimp who can't protect herself, she thinks she's the boss of ME, she's too boring and she never wants to do anything fun! And when she does, it's boring as fuck! And she was spreading rumors I was a slut!" Lily, another Diva, calmy said "Catherine, please calm down, don't be the queen of drama." I never spread any rumors about her. Catherine calmy responded "I'll tell you more about her later." I hate myself.