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"Mind if I sit here?" A voiced asked me.

I looked up only to be starstruck for about 3 seconds.
"Yes." I was slightly confused when he sat down.

"I mean, Yes I mind." I told him. I bet since
he thinks that hes a famous rock star that
he could do whatever he wants. "Oh sorry."
He said and got up.

"You should be, but its a common mistake, I forgive you.
But only on this."
I whispered the last part hoping he wouldn't hear it.
But... He did. "What did I do? I don't even know you."
He asked shocked.

I put down my magazine and looked him in the eyes.
"You ruined my brothers life.
He idoled you and you poisened his mind! Thanks."
I said and I was about to walk out but he stopped me.

"What did I do to him?" He asked still confused.
I picked up my magazine and shoved it in his face.
I left my bill on the table while he looked at the
magazine and I walked out. I didn't care about that
magazine, it just made me sick.
The only thing I could read was the one statement he made.

Over and over again replaying what had happened.
"Without cigarettes, I would be doing heroin, probably.
On a daily basis." GOOD CHARLOTTE star JOEL MADDEN
is glad his vices stop at cigarettes and alcohol."

I walked out brushing a tear away from my cheek.
My brother, 14 years old would know better than to stupe
down to that. He died from a drug overdouse or whatever.
Parties. Sex. Drugs. ONLY 14 YEARS OLD!!!

I got into my car. I started the eginition and
"Lonely Day" by System of a down blasted from the seakers.
I hope I never have to see him again.
But knowing my luck... I was going to see alot
of Joel Madden.

"SOMEONE GET THAT!" I screamed from my shower.
No one answered it. I jumped out of the shower and
wrapped a towel around my body while running down stairs.

I answered the phone but it was too late.
Whoever it was hung up. I turned around to be
face to face with a man in my house.
I shrieked and it made him jump.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!" I shouted in a scared
and angry tone.
Just then my roommate,
Buzz came down stairs to see what the commotion was.

"Kt, whats wrong?!" She asked. "Can you please explain why
HE is in my house?" I asked. "Kt, hes my date. I'm getting ready."
She said walking over to him.
"Oh, but because I was in the shower you couldn't
get the phone so I had to get out and run all
the way down here in the towel to become face to face
with this and you were getting ready.
In your room. Where you have a phone. After screaming
"Someone get that" and you still could get
the phone because?" I asked getting really pissed.

I didn't want to see him out in public, with clothes.
I REALLY didn't want to see him in my house with me
dripping wet. Without clothes. "Sorry." She said making
her way back upstairs. "Sorry?!" I screamed after her.

"You better not come home tonight. Im gonna kill you."
I laughed. She knew I was joking about the killing part.
But I was being serious about her coming home. I made
my way back up stairs to finish my warm relaxing shower.
I ment I kew I was going to see him in magazines or
tv. Not in my home.