Chapter two:

Dear A,

Thanks for the heads up but it came a little late. How did you know about Jake? Do I know you? Is this Alec cause if you weren't Alec this would be extremely creepy.

-J

I hit send and my letter was off. I couldn't believe that I had an anonymous stalking observer. This was so exciting. I just hoped he wouldn't come in to my house and rape something or me cause then that would be weird.

I went into my kitchen and decided to start eating my heart out. I had a whole tub of Ice cream and donuts to spare. How could anyone do this to me? If this had happened back home in LA Jake would have his butt kicked majorly.

I'm sorry for being so rude but you do know anything about me do you? Well, my name is Jennifer Right I live on Long Island. I go to Long Island University and I am on my way to getting a bachelor degree in the art of cover and magazine design. I love fashion and art and I plan to work for Vogue magazine one day. I am a regular at The Coffee House where my friend Alec works. Don't get any ideas about us; he has a girlfriend back in Boston. My family and I are really close. My mother is a very powerful divorce attorney in LA. Did you know that celebrities hire her all the time? But what can you expect when my dad is a director for lots of movies. He directed that movie ' last rose.' It made over a hundred million dollars in theatres. It was cool because I got to meet Brad Pitt? He is so nice when you actually get to meet him. Enough about me and more about my life!

The phone rang and I picked it up. " Hello?" I asked dully.

" Jenny Penny I'm so sorry." I heard on the other line.

I knew exactly who it was. "Sorry it took you so long to haul ass out of my house or sorry you left mothers ashes?" I asked staring at the urn on the Fireplace.

" I've eloped with someone very special. His name is Joe." He said obviously trying to be cheerful about the whole dumping me.

" oh you mean Jocelyn." I corrected. " I would appreciate it you wouldn't call here. It is after all a private residence."

That second I heard shuffling and someone else answered the phone. " Hello." The voice on the other line said. He sounded so . . .gay. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you he would leave you sooner." At that second I felt a pang of insult. Was Jocelyn the one sending me the E-mails? " But he loves me and not you."

"Um, okay whatever. Your stuck with the loser pal, not me." I snapped into the receiver.

" He is no loser. With a love wand the size of California he should be the winner of the grand prix." Jocelyn told me.

What was he babbling on about? Love wand? California? Grand prix? If my mind were in the gutter I would be able to understand half of that. All except for the grand prix crap. " What are you talking about?" I said loudly.

"what you have been missing out on." Jocelyn started mumbling about other disgusting things. But his flaunting was getting annoying and sickly disturbing.

" SHUT UP AND NEVER CALL ME AGAIN!" I yelled at the phone loud enough so Jake could hear me I hung up and started crying. I had my hands over my face and started sobbing. I picked up the phone again and dialled my mother in California.

"Hello?" she said as she answered. I called her private number. It would have taken too long to go by all her secretary's.

" Mom," I sobbed. " Jakes gay. He left me for another man."