Chapter One:
Tokio Hotel
Los Angeles, the city of angels Right! The city of vanity, lust, and envy. If only the people that decide to come here to make a living would understand that. There are already way too many people in the city that are starving, 'starving artists', because they think it's easy to live in this city. That's the biggest joke ever!
I've lived in Los Angeles my entire life. I was the daughter of a waitress and some famous actor. My mother was one of the few women that didn't want to draw attention to herself by claiming my father. My mother still hasn't told me who my real father is, but that doesn't matter to me.