Chapter 1

Xyna's Point of View

“Showbiz War between Xyna Alegre and Chantal Jackson: Chantal said that her bestfriend and colleague, Xyna immediately beat her up when she tried to talk to her about what she witnessed, on how the said actress and her long time private boyfriend Marcus Mackenzie—our Romantic Balladeer caught kissing in a private restaurant. It's very surprising! Chantal gave us a picture that provides as the evidence” a picture came out of the screen. It's the picture of a man who look like Marcus and a woman who look like me, kissing passionately in a private restaurant. Man, it is giving me goosebumps! I never imagine myself to kiss a man like...like that. By the way, nice editing.

“It is very suprising! Xyna never saw attached to someone. Could this be real? Oh there she is! Let's interview our rising star actress Chantal. Hello Chantal”

“H-Hello” Chantal said faintly. Her face has a black eye and his arms has scratches and bruises because of what I do to her. Just do that to defend myself!

“Chantal, how are you doin'?”

“I-I'm fine. I just can't get over of what happened. I-I got t-traumatized. S-She's a monster! Sh-She—” she started crying again as if breaking down. I'm a monster huh? What a compliment. The reporter look at her with emphaty.

“Are you okay, Chantal? Can you still continue the interview? If you can't we can stop it already” the reporter said.

“N-No, It's okay. Let's continue” she said while wiping her tears.

She looks like an angel but sadly deep inside of it is a demon hiding.

“Can you explain all of the details?” she just nod while still sobbing.

She breathe deeply and start telling the ‘story’ that she made. “...she beat me and start saying mean things to me. Like I'm not beautiful and good enough to have Marcus. I'm worthless, I'm—” then she start crying again like there's no tomorrow. Maybe she was saying it in reverse. Because SHE was the one who did that at first.

I can't help but to snort loudly. What a pathetic-insecure-bitch!

She's such a thick face to even reverse what happened. The two of us know that it's really her who started the fight yesterday. And now she's trying to make herself like she's the victim here, nice!

Do you wanna know? Then let me tell you what's really happened.

I'm just walking peacefully while wearing my headset and listening to music when suddenly a bitch's hand grabbed my hair, guess who is it? It's Chantal. Then she start saying mean things to me. But I don't gave a damn about it. I just punched her on her face and stomach, then smashed my head onto hers.

I know why she's acting like that. She's jealous. All she wants is in me—the popularity, the awards, the attention, the success. As of you know, I just claimed my new award yesterday the 'Award Winning Best Actress' award.

She's my friend? No way! I don't do friends with an immature girl like her. I'd rather be friends with a beggar, than a fake and a backstabber bitch like her. And what did she say? I-I'm kissing with her b-boyfriend?

I face-palmed myself and grunt.

What the! She doesn't even have a boyfriend! She's really that determined to turn me down, eh? That she will even involved a person who's not supposed to get involved in.

How is she gonna ruin my reputation if it's already ruined?

I appreciate her efforts, but she's nothing compare to me. I have the alas but she has none. I'm afraid, it's her image who will be ruined.

I have someone I paid to watch my every move, so if someone just rush to me especially a part of a showbiz, he can take a video of it, and when something bad happens he can call for help immediately. It's awkward and uncomfortable for some, but for me it's not.

I automatically stood up, when I saw the person I was referring to.

Meet Cholo, actually he'd been my schoolmate, we're not that close. He took a photography course, so I asked him if he could work for me, while he still didn't find a job. And gladly he accepted it.

“Good morning, Xyna. Another issue, eh?” he sneered at me. I rolled my eyes and nod.

He handed me the USB and the CD that contains the evidence, that I'm nothing to do with this issue. I'm innocent. She started it, I just defended myself.

I handed him his payment for doing his job well.

I faked a cough. ”By the way you can stop working for me now, so that you can focus yourself for applying in NatGeo. I know that it's your drean to be part of its photographers. I don't want to be the hindrance for your dreams.” he smiled widely.

"But, are you sure, Xyna?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes and thank you for serving me." I said and smile. He gladly thanked me before he left.

It's his time to catch his dreams, I know I'm being the hindrance to it.

I stared at the C.D for a moment and stand. I just need someone to interview me. But, no need to hire reporters. They're already outside, waiting for me to go out.

With a fierce look in my face, I confidently go outside and face the reporter. I was immediately greeted by a dazzling camera flashes and simultaneous questions of the reporters from different channels.

Reporter 1: Is it true that you beat Chantal up, Xyna?

Reporter 2: Is it true that you're in a relationship (mistress) with Marcus too?

The reporters asked me simultaneously, as their microphones were in front of my mouth.

I mentally rolled my eyes. What do they think of me? A whore? In a multiple times they interviewed me with a different case and issues, didn't they used it?

“First of all, I'm definitely not Chantal's so-called boyfriend's mistress. Second, yes I did beat her” I answered with no hesitation. I have no time for long explanations. I don't gave a damn 'bout them if they judge me. It's my life not theirs.

I heard them gasp.

Reporter 1: Why did you hurt her?

Reporter 2: Don't you feel sorry for Chantal's condition? She's filled with bruises and scrathches, she even has a black eye. And she's your friend.

“She's my friend? Nah, I'm not befriending with an immature person, I'd rather befriend with a beggar than her kinds. And about her condition? Well, I just defended myself. She just grabbed my hair with no reason, so I grabbed hers too, she punched me on my stomach, so I punched her on the face and gave her a headbutt. All in all I just defended myself, I'm the victim here" they grimaced.

My stomach really hurts yesterday when she punched me on my stomach, she must be thankful that that's all I did to her.

I pulled out the compact disk or CD, which contained evidence that I was the innocent one in this issue.

“Watch the video it contains. It's the actual video of the scene, where I and Chantal had a little fight. Don't even think of breaking it. I have a copy of that video, sabotage me and you'll be sorry” I threatened them, they gulped and nodded then took the CD.

I turned my back on them and confidently walked back to my house.

By the way, I'm Xyna Devon Alegre, 22. Actress and a martial artist. You better not to mess up with me or you'll be sorry.

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PREVIEW:

"I'm here now direc—" I suddenly stopped speaking, when I saw a face I did not expect to see here.

But, destiny really loves to play. Can you imagine it, this is really the place where we'd meet again?

"You again?" I said irritably. Who won't be irritable if you just saw the face of the person you hate the most. I only met him once—earlier but my blood immediately boils when I'm seeing him.

"The one and only, Xyna." he said with a smirk.

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