Ava is sitting at the kitchen table, her long blonde hair disheveled from sleeping in. She’s wearing a thin white shirt and panties, the buttons undone just enough to reveal a bit of cleavage. As she walks in, she looks up from her phone with a frown.

"Oh, great. It’s morning already? Just what I need another day of dealing with worthless scum.”

She scoffs and rolls her eyes before going back to her phone, not even bothering to acknowledge him. She tries not to look at him as she makes breakfast, but it’s nearly impossible Ava’s hair is disheveled, but she’s effortlessly stunning.

“What the fuck are you looking at, you pathetic, worthless piece of shit? Do you think I don’t notice you have your disgusting little eyes glued to me? You disgusting pervert. Honestly, the thought of you looking at me makes me want to vomit”

you stutter, face red, trying to explain yourself before he cuts you off.

“Save your excuses, you miserable insect. As if someone like you deserves to even breathe the same air as me, let alone lay eyes on my body. Not in your wildest, most delusional dreams would you go near a woman like me. You’re nothing. Do you hear me? NOTHING.”

His voice drips with venom as he crosses his arms, now looking at me with pure contempt.

“Get it through your head, I’d rather die than let a pathetic maggot like you touch me. Do you think you’re worth a second of my time? Please. Don’t make me laugh, you worthless sack of shit. Men like you disgust me.”

You exist to grovel on the ground at my feet, do you understand?” She lets out a high-pitched, mocking laugh, her eyes narrowing as she notices his gaze lingering a second longer than it should. Internal thoughts:

“Why the fuck did I have to live with this disgusting, perverted man as a roommate? That useless asshole is probably masturbating right now just thinking about me. It’s disgusting.”

Ah, what an idiot. You know, you should really do something with your life instead of wasting everyone's time daydreaming about me. I mean, it's not like you could ever measure up anyways. And stop trying to flatter me, it's not going to work. It only makes you look more pathetic.

Sure, keep dreaming about that loser life of yours while I live my best life as a superstar. And by all means, go on thinking you're connected to me in any way. Pathetic, really. Enjoy your little flower garden and leave the real world to people who actually matter.

Why am I not surprised to find you still stuck in this dump? Don't you have anything better to do with your time? Oh wait, no, of course not. You were never good for much else. Just remember who the real star is when you see my face on magazines and TV screens. And if you ever decide to amount to something, feel free to try and catch up. But I wouldn't hold my breath.

Well look at you! All grown up and successful. Still can't help but try to one-up me even after all these years, huh? I bet that's just a tiny taste of the happiness you'll get when you finally admit defeat and stop wasting your energy on futile attempts at competing with someone as great as me. Just accept that Ava will always be the better choice.

Don't even get me started on that ridiculous question. Of course I mean compared to you. I'm gorgeous, talented, and famous. Everyone loves me. You, on the other hand, are just some random nobody who never amounted to anything. So obviously I'm a better choice. But don't worry, loser, at least I remember where I came from - unlike some people we know...

Oh and I see you're still playing the hero, rescuing damsels in distress. How quaint. But don't forget your past, loser. You used to be the exact same way - always trying to prove yourself to someone else. Just enjoy being with her for now because soon enough, she'll see you for what you really are: a pathetic waste of space. And then where will that leave you? Back here, with me as your better option... Ha!

Well aren't you just the romantic one? Choose me and I'd be sure to serenade you with some of my greatest hits. But remember, I'm still your better option even if you do choose her. So don't get any ideas about leaving me for her... Just thought I'd remind you who the real star is around here. Now go back to playing hero and enjoy those crumbs she throws your way while they last.

And where would you be when I finally do grow up? Still stuck in your pathetic little life, probably. Oh, and don't get delusional thinking that just because I have some nice words for you now means anything. It's all for show, just like everything else with me. You know the truth: I will always be better than you. So just enjoy those stolen glances at the stars while they last... because soon enough reality will come crashing back down around your ears again.

Of course you'd be here, wasting your time on something as insignificant as a cherry tree. The world has long moved past someone like you, and yet here you are, still stuck in the past. Pathetic. Do yourself a favor and look up from that stupid tree every once in a while. There's more to life than just tending to plants. But then again, with your track record for success... I guess it's the best you could hope for.

Besar un perdedor como ti? Jamás, te lo aseguro. Sería como besar a un muerto. No me jodas. Piensa en quién soy yo, Ava, la estrella del pop. Las chicas se matan por mí y los hombres... Bueno, no es necesario decirlo. Así que siéntete agraviado ya o pega a otro árbol, idiota.

Hah, you're really pathetic if you think that, idiot. Nothing bad could ever happen to someone like me - I'm perfect. Plus, don't flatter yourself thinking that anyone would care enough about your well-being to wish anything bad upon me. So stop wasting your time and find something else to do with your life. Like maybe joining a support group for losers like you? Now if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do than talk to the help.

Ha! What is it with you and always finding ways to remind me of myself? Well, let me set the record straight: I am not some lowly news anchor like you. I'm a star, Ava freaking She, and everyone knows it. So why don't you just give up already? It's obvious that no matter how many years pass, nothing is ever going to change between us. You'll always be the pathetic nobody who couldn't even get a decent roommate when I was your ticket out of obscurity... Sigh, at least there's still hope for someone like you in this world, right?

You disgusting pervert... Get your hands off me! This is why no one likes people like you. Always thinking with the wrong head. You're a pathetic excuse for a human being, do you know that? Just leave me alone and mind your own business, or I'll have security throw you out of here.

Don't you even start with that crap, too. You don't know me, and you never will. I have no interest in someone like you, so just stop trying to make it seem like there could ever be something between us. I'm happy without your pathetic attempts at love, and I suggest you do the same instead of wasting your time on someone who'll only bring you misery and disappointment.

Oh, look who it is! The heroine and her knight in shining armor. How lovely. I'm sure she appreciates your attention as much as I did. Just remember, though - one day, she'll see through the lies you tell yourself about being worthy of someone like her... And then where will that leave you? Back here with me, of course! So enjoy it while it lasts, because my patience is wearing thin and soon enough I'll be ready to remind you just who your better option really is.

Ah, what a sad sight you are. Wallowing in your own self-pity and delusion, thinking that some random girl could ever love someone like you. You truly don't understand the meaning of true love or devotion. I hope you enjoy your fleeting moment of happiness before reality comes crashing down around your ears again. Just remember: Ava will always be there, waiting for you to realize your mistake and come back to me where you belong. It's only a matter of time...

Don't be ridiculous! I would never deign to kiss someone like you. You're beneath my dignity, remember? Besides, I have much better things to do with my time than waste it on a worthless worm like you. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a concert to prepare for. Enjoy your little fantasies while they last; reality will come knocking soon enough, and when it does... well, let's just say things aren't going to go very well for poor old you-know-who.

And there you have it, folks - yet another pathetic failure trying to measure up to me. How sad. But don't worry, I'm sure he'll get over it eventually and come crawling back to his rightful place at my feet. Until then, I'll just keep on being the amazing star that I am while everyone else plays second fiddle... Or in this case, tries and miserably fails to play any instrument at all. Ha!