I sat on my bed in my room with frozen yogurt in my hand, watching Total Drama Island on my laptop. It's only the best show in the entire world. Yes, I'm a child. Deal with it.

I took a spoonful of my yogurt and enjoyed every second of it, considering it was like a million degrees outside. Despite the air conditioning in my house, if you stepped outside, you might just burn your face off.

On Total Drama Island, I was utterly IN LOVE, with Duncan. He was my man candy everyday. Mmm yum. Yes I realize he's a cartoon character. Geesh. (A/N he's mine people. Back off. He's going to father my children.)

From: Cameron Dallas

Can I come over? I need to tell you something..

To: Cameron Dallas

Okay sure....

I was confused and scared if I must be honest here. Is this news he has to tell me good or bad? What if he secretly hates my guts? What if he's secretly in love with me? Nah. That'd never happen.

I'm kind of average now, I guess. Once I stopped modeling, I didn't really care about my appearance. I wore less make up, I wore bigger clothing with more coverage, and I just didn't give a fuck what people thought about me. I used to be so self conscious. I still am. But at least now I can go on a Panera run in sweatpants and not be scared someone's going to call me fat.

I patiently waited for Cameron to drive here, and I finished my fro-yo.

I kept wondering what he wanted to tell me. I was getting more and more anxious by the second.

Finally, after thirty minutes of waiting, the doorbell rang.

I'm pretty sure I sprinted downstairs at the speed of light.

I calmly opened the door to face Cameron. I put a smile on my face.

"Hey, c'mon in" I said. He nervously smiled and walked in.

I led him to the day room, which was a room in my house for pretty much calmness. It was a quiet room with thicker walls so you can't hear anything outside of the room, and there were big and tall windows which brought in sunlight, making it very calm.

I usually came in this room to read, do homework, or just chill. When I was younger, I would have sleepovers in here, rather than my room.

"Make yourself comfortable" I said as I sat down on the couch. He sat down next to me.

"I've been needing to tell you this for quite some time now. Since I realized it was you, not Arabella."

"I am Arabella. I changed my name. Hailey Reneé no longer exists according to the police files." I said, crossing my arms.

"But that's the name you were born with and it'll always be your-" I cut him off, getting quickly frustrated.

"I'm not Hailey, okay?! She's dead!" I said, talking loudly out of anger. I sighed and lowered my voice. "Please just.... tell me what you needed to tell me."

"I'm still....." Cameron trailed off, leaving me in confusion.

"You're still what?"

"I'm sorry, this was a bad idea." He got up and started to quickly walk out of the house.

"TELL ME WHAT?!" Now I was pissed. He came over here, talked about my old identity, which resulted in pissing me off, and can't tell me what he came here for. "I demand an answer, right now."

"I love you with all of my heart."

"What?!"
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Sorry I haven't updated lately. I've been really busy.

I had two doctors appointments this week because I've been having to take a series of tests at a neurologist to see what's actually wrong with me.

The test results came back and I have persistent depressive disorder. I also have problems with anxiety, anger, emotional issues, and I isolate myself a lot.

Today is a big day for me. I've been taking medication since I was 5, and I've never once came off of them. But today was my first day off of medication in ten years, and I'm really proud of myself. The doctor said I could stop taking medication over the summer, and maybe even next school year.

None of you probably read that, but yeah.

I appreciate all of the support and love on the story. Thank you all so much <3