Moody

By Kristy Moody

This is the life story of an American blogger who chose the unlikely road.
The founder of BTSCelebs.com has remained completely anonymous until now. Kristy Moody is a blogger and freelance writer with a true identity no one would ever guess at first glance. In the 1990s, she was raised like a middle class princess in the South Suburbs of Chicago. However, one pivotal moment in history changed her life forever.
Read Kristy's reality show without the mansion and luxury cars. Discover. Real. Life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Jul 24, 2014
• ISBN: 9781483533926

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Chapter 1 College Days

Hold your peace and stay with the crazy one, Mom said while tending to a bathroom pipe run amuck.

My entire life has been anything but ordinary. When you transition from a quiet life in the elite south suburbs of Chicago to the mean streets of the ghetto, life turns into a struggle for survival.

The details are numerous, but let’s start slow. My college days seem like a good place to begin my story.

After nine years in a private Lutheran school, three days in a public high school and four years in a homeschooling program, I was admitted into North Northpole College. It was a campus that looked like a large gray stoned office complex. The flat layered building had clear glass walls surrounding the two way traffic ramp in the center. This junior college was the ultimate letdown following my obsession with enrolling into a prestigious Christian university. My best friend Cynthia and I dreamed about going to preppy four year colleges and skipping all the two year institutions. She went, of course. I was stuck at NNC purely based on my family's financial situation. My acceptance letter to Branch Nazarene University would have to take a back seat to the punishment awaiting me in NNC.

During my first semester, I enrolled in developmental Math, Psych 101, English 101, a computer programming class, and an occupational testing class. During the first few weeks, the crazy began.

I can fill you up real good, was the threat, aka date invitation, I received one day on the ramp that sent me straight to the campus police to file a report.

He was just asking you out, Officer Tom said as his pale face turned beak red.

My safety feels threaten, I would like for you to ensure my safety when I go to that class again tomorrow, I earnestly replied.

Sure, I'll escort you to class.

A day later, Tom was nowhere to be found. My loving mom had to play bodyguard thanks to the lackluster campus police.

Thankfully, the guys weren't all jerks like Mr. Presumptuous on the ramp.

The scintillating light at the end of the tunnel was one guy named Jae. I fell head over heels in love with the pint sized Asian Ken doll. Jae stood at 5 feet 7 inches tall with his