If the heart is always searching...

Have you ever been the new kid in town?  You know, the one who is new to the town, school, and state, nobody knows you but they judge you anyway?  Well, I am that kid.

About a year ago, I moved from Georgia, where I have lived all my life, to California.  It’s not so bad because I live in LA and we see stars everywhere.  It’s just that I had no friends, I live in a new house, everyone judged me, and I have to share a bathroom with my brothers.  My older brother is 17, I’m 14, and my little brother is 7.

But I think the worst thing about all of this is that I’m one of those “stars.”  That’s why my parents moved us to LA.  Yes, I am the Christian pop star, Melody Raye.  You might be thinking, “Why would anybody judge you, you’re a pop star?”  Well they do.  My first day at school, I heard some girls say, “Let’s go talk to her.  She’s going to be nice, she’s a star!”  That’s true, I am nice and I am a star, but it’s what I heard next that bothered me.

The girl who said I was nice was Lydeea. Her bff was Khrisandra.  She said that because I’m a star doesn’t mean I’m nice and that I was actually really mean. I hadn’t even said one word to her at the time.

Lydeea and I often hang out now.  But when Khrisandra was around.  She would talk about me behind my back and she was rude to me.  When she would hang with Lydeea when I’m around, she tried to exclude me discreetly.  She did not do a good job of it either.  She acted like I was stupid and “excludes” me even when others are around.

But I did not let myself be excluded.  I am Melody Raye.   

Also Lydeea wouldn’t abandon me.  She is a good Christian and so am I and I know she wouldn’t leave me in the dust.

I now go to her church since I had to leave my beloved Calvary Baptist in Austell, Georgia.  I miss Georgia so much.  One reason why we left was because everyone was going for me and not for God, and that was not acceptable.  People judged me there, too, not just here in LA.  I hate it when people judge me without knowing me.

In about the third month I was here, I received exciting news.  Khrisandra was moving to Ohio.  I know I had only known her for three months, but one half of a month was all she needed to get on my last nerve.

And whatever you think, I am not judging her.  If I am, it is a fair and honest judgment.

 That was the end of the good news.  My boyfriend, the rock star Jake Smith, broke up with me.  That didn’t really hurt me.  I was going to brake up with him anyway; he was only in love with himself.   I don’t want to sound mean or anything, but I wish it was me who broke up with him.

Also, evil teachers.  I left behind the best teacher in the world because she had to stay in Georgia because she worked in a public school.  Now it’s private school with Lydeea, evil teachers, and thankfully, no more Khrisandra.

Back to the boyfriend less thing.  After a few days after Jake broke up with me, I got a little crush, okay make that a massive crush, on Nick Jonas, the hottest rock star.  He is so cute and I heard a rumor on the internet that he liked Melody Raye, ME!  I hope that is true!

Nick and I have worked together before in our music careers.  When I first saw Nick and his brothers, I actually like Joe first.  I haven’t ever liked his oldest brother Kevin, but I do feel sorry for him because he is the least liked.  Isn’t that sad?  He is liked, but not as much as his brothers.  But now, I’m all Nick’s.  Even more so since Hollywood’s biggest brake up, mine and Jake’s!

After about a week and a half after the brake up, Nick and I started dating.  We were a perfect couple and still are.  Nick is so much more romantic than Jake.  You don’t know how glad I am that our relationship is over.

To be continued…