Chelsea's point of view: "... SL*T." I shivered. How could she say that?! How could PORTIA say that?! "P-Portia..." I trembled. Portia growled at me. "Don't even say my name. It's disgusting." I became furious. "What did I DO?! What did I do for you to THROW away the lasagna?!" Portia smirked. "I don't know. Ask Ken. Isn't Ken your new boyfriend now? Or is it Rick?" I was shocked. "Whaa-" "Oh," Portia interrupted, "I remember. You are a total sl*t like what everybody thinks. It's so wrong of me to TRUST you." What is she saying? "I'm not dating KEN!" I defended. Portia rolled her eyes in disgust. "Yeah right." "Believe me. I am NOT dating KEN." I said desperately. Portia took a step closer to me. The beads on her 6-inch heels were clacking noisily. "I won't support you anymore in the elections." she scoffed and turned away. Filled with anger, I answered back. "Don't worry. I ain't running for elections anymore." Portia turned around with her eyes wide open. Not waiting for her to answer, I turned around. I walked faster and faster until I was running. Why is this happening?! What did stupid Ken spread anyways?! I stopped and gasped for breath. I need Rick. I desperately need Rick. I snatched my phone and punched in his number. Suddenly, I heard Rick's ringtone nearby. "Rick!" I happily called out as I ran towards him. Rick stood frozen. His face was completely pale. "What's wrong?" I said as I fondled his face. "I-I know who's the s-stalker." Rick stammered. I quickly released him and stared at his problematic eyes. "Who?!" Rick remained unmoved and just stared at me. "Who is he?!" I repeated. Rick still remained silent. I got impatient. "Who is it, RICK?!" Why?! Why isn't Rick answering ME?!