Gaga Is My Best Friend?

It Is Her

As I looked into the beautiful eyes, a wave of different emotions ran through my body. I had so many different feeling that I couldn't even let tears out. I couldn't sink it in that the person that I have been so dedicated to for the past few years, finally knew my existence. It felt almost...weird. Though it didn't. It felt meant-to-be though I still didn't really know how to respond. Then I almost broke down. But almost. I think she knew that I was about to break down so she covered my mouth quickly, and accidentally scratched me a little with her long nails. She took me to a closed up area and whispered

"As much as I love meeting fans everyday, sometimes I like to be unknown for a little while..." she paused. "Mary Jane Holland."

There was a bit of an awkward silence, but then she started again when she saw that I was completely speechless. "Are those seashells for the artRAVE? And that jacket and paints?"

"I-I ca-can't afford tickets." I was shaking like never before. Tears started flowing down my face.

"Oh...honey!" She took out a tissue from her purse and gave me one. I wiped my tears.

"Come with me...we could go to a more private spot and talk. I might get revealed here. I'm not in a hurry, and I want to tell you something."

I finally felt like I could talk to her.

"Gaga...I need to tell you something important too."