The stress (Anyone)

People in the mall glanced at the pale figure that walked around the mall in black. Heavy boots cluncked on the floor as she stalked about, sipping Starbucks coffee trough her pale purple lips. Her almost anorexic body was paler than normal, her waist had been cinched down to 18" and she looked dead. She needed to take her mind off the past few months, the kidnapping of her friend, the stabbing, the fueding with the eautiful people, admitting her love, everything, she needed to shop. As se continued to drag herself through the crowd, she locked eyes on someone familiar...

(Anyone?)

Jillian was screaming while she looked into a music store and saw a mic wich was to die for.

"I NEED THAT MIC"

'Oh god' Aj thought as she turned around, sneaking away

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" she screamed as someone was taking the mic.

"IT'S MINE"

Hearing that Aj just walked faster until she bumped into someone.

"Whoa!" Candice Michelle Bautista exclaimed in surprise, spinning around to see who had bumped into her. "Oh AJ, it's you. Good, I thought it was some crazy stalker fan..." She joked, before noticing AJ's expression. "What's wrong?"

"Oh Hey Candice" Aj smiled. "Ehhh lots of things. Extreme stress, several other issues, I seem to be decreasing in health and I just ran into Jillian so I think I'm death in my left ear"