CHAPTER 52

JOURNAL OF SOPHIE WULTZ

I searched the internet for "famous Wultz" and "actress Wultz" and didn't find anything that looked right.

Bridget said that she's probably married or has a fake actress name, which makes sense. I think I'm just going to ask Dad, but waiting until after my birthday is just ridiculous. I mean, it's still like a month away.

This summer is agonizingly long. My nanny is a bitch, my mom is even weirder than normal, and getting my period turned out to suck. The only good part about it is that apparently my boobs are going to start growing soon, which is good because everyone is ahead of me. I asked Mom if I could get a training bra, and she looked at me like I'd asked for a machete. I get that I don't really need one, but it's embarrassing when everyone else is wearing one and I'm not. Maybe I'll ask Paige to buy one for me. Even though she turned mean and is stuck up Mom's ass, she still has moments where she seems okay. And she's poor, so she will probably buy me whatever I want if I give her extra to keep.

Yeah, I like that plan. Is that a bribe? Maybe. If so, I like that plan even more. I've never bribed someone before, but it seems wicked cool.