This story also contains a certain morbidness so if you have a weak heart, please skip this story.
Once upon a time there was a celebrity named Serena Joy. She had short black hair with fuchsia streaks, gray eyes (but she wore purple contacts), the talent to sing, act and play the violin, and an attitude.
Serena Joy was extremely fussy and rude, but in the world of publicity, fans and important contracts, she was a total sweetheart. All her fans thought she was on the side of saving children, endangered species, and grief stricken countries.
Actually, she really didn't care whether children died or whether a country lost a few thousand people to starvation. All she cared about was fame, money, good looks, hunky guys to go on dates with, and getting whatever she wanted.
One day, when Serena Joy was at her mansion, lazing by the pool, the telephone rang. Her maid, Louise, brought her the phone. Serena Joy snatched it up and put it to her ear. "Hello?" she asked, putting on her 'I'm so sweet' mode.
"Hi, Serena, its Neil. Wanna go out for a drink this Saturday? There is this awesome coffee house in Corrayne* street where we can get cosy and relax." Serena motioned for Louise. "Get my secretary! And my planner!" she hissed.
Louise rushed into the mansion obediently and brought out her secretary with her planner. Serena continued to croon into the phone. Then she turned. "Oh right. Check and see if I have anything going on this Saturday." she ordered.
The secretary opened the purple leather bound planner and flipped through it. "Dinner with Cam Derrier." she said. "That all?" Serena asked impatiently. The secretary, whose name was Cera, nodded. Serena smiled and went back to the phone, waving her employees away.
Serena went for coffee with Neil, another superstar, they cuddled up in the sofas. The paparazzi enjoyed this and snapped many pictures. Serena pretended to be annoyed but she was enjoying the attention. Neil also enjoyed himself, cuddling with one of the hottest celebrities in Weirndosia**.
On their way out, the couple shared a kiss and the paparazzi snapped many more pictures. Neil thought he was extremely lucky to be seen with Serena and Serena just enjoyed the attention, the cuddling with a hunk and most importantly, the kiss. The stars in Berlista* was that way, all the time. Serena went home in a good mood.
She got ready for her date with Cam Derrier, another celebrity. First she had a long hot bath, then she stepped out of her gold and silver heart-shaped bathtub and pulled on her expensive real gold and pink thread bathrobe. She went to her room and sat down on her couch. "Louise! Where is the manicurist?" she called. The manicurist came and gave a a pedicure as well as a manicure.
When the polish had dried she stepped into her supermarket sized, walk in closet filled with only designer clothes and walked to the dresses section. She chose a tight, slinky, sleeveless dark green dress and Louise hung it up.
Then Serena put on a black wash out dye on her hair and put on hair extensions. She curled it up and then she put on her dress and her black high heels, put on a green scarf and her jewelry. Then she got out her expensive, imported perfume put it on.
She was ready. She looked great and smelt good. She was feeling pleased with herself. She went into her limo and it drove her to the restaurant she was going to have dinner at. Cam was there and he was looking very hot.
His short blonde hair was spiked and he was wearing a very nice outfit. Cam took Serena's arm and they walked into their private dinner room. The paparazzi managed to take some pictures before they walked away. Serena was very excited. She kissed Cam on the cheek as they were going in and it was recorded with a picture.
Almost everyday was like this for Serena. She was always with hot celebrities and going on dates with them. It was normal.
One day, Serena was acting in a movie. They were filming that day and Serena was playing the part of a sexy bad guy. The good girl and the bad girl were fighting. The good girl killed the bad girl and the bad girl fell to the ground.
"CUT!" The director shouted. "Okay. Good work Serena. Yeah, thanks Melanie." The director sipped his coffee. "You can get up now, Serena." he said, boredly. The bad girl never moved. "SERENA!" The director shouted. Nothing happened. "Serena?" he asked quietly. Someone ran to her. "SHE'S DEAD!!! Call an ambulance!!!!" the person screamed.
Everyone ran over. Everyone was scared. "How'd she die?!" the director asked madly. the person who had run there shrugged. "I don't know. Heart attack?" The director shook his head. "Serena had a strong heart."
Then the director's assistant ran over. "The ambulance is here." he said, urgently. The paramedics carried Serena and saw blood drip from her head. Then they looked at the mat that Serena had fallen on. There was a knife sticking out from the headrest. Serena was murdered.
No one knew who or why, but they had a strong lead. Most of them thought it was Miley Cyrus, but the director of the movie disagreed because he was Miley Cyrus' number 1 fan.
So since everyone else thought it was Miley Cyrus, they didn't bother to go and find the killer. After all, once a celebrity is dead, another one would come along eventually. Like Miley Cyrus.
THE END
** A made up country
*Somewhere in Weirndosia
