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“Congratulations on your win tonight, Troy.” “Thank you,” I said blandly, already losing count of how many times I’d heard that line over the last few hours. As much as I wanted to go home, collapse on my bed, and sleep for an entire day, appearances had to be maintained, or so I’d been told repeatedly by my publicist. Though I barely listen to him in most matters, this time I did. “What are your plans for the future? Can I interest you with a script I have ready? You seem perfect…- 930.1 K • Ongoing
- Brett leaned back on the couch, staring at the TV with little interest. “Tell me again, why are we watching the Oscars? Can’t we do something better?” His girlfriend, Patty, whipped her head toward him with a scandalized expression. “How can you say that? Don’t you know who’s nominated tonight?” “Yeah, yeah. You and your crush on Troy Armitage, I know.” He waved a hand dismissively. “And after watching the movie, I agree he deserves every award he can get, but these things are…
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- February 2009, Stratford, Ontario, Canada Justin walked forward with light steps, already dreading what was waiting for him. He had a strong feeling that he was about to get the reprimand of a lifetime, thanks to the asshole who had become his new French teacher. So what if he had skipped a class or two? It wasn’t like he was the only one who did that. Still, he was ninety percent sure Mr. Raphael had already called his mother, and once she got a call from school, she never failed to make his life a…
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- We rode in silence toward my new beautiful Los Angeles home, Casa Encantada, with lush greenery everywhere, but inside the car the air felt heavy and cold. Scarlett kept her gaze fixed on the window, not looking at me. “Will you at least tell me what’s wrong?” I asked when the silence became unbearable. Scarlett, for all her natural grace and beauty, sat with her shoulders drawn tight. Her lips pressed together as though holding back words she didn’t want to say. Finally, she exhaled…
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- “Thank you for agreeing to do a longer performance, Troy. I can’t tell you how much everyone is waiting for that,” the slimy man said, rubbing his hands together like a caricatured villain from a comic book. His wide grin never faltered as my hairstylist moved around me, carefully arranging each strand so I would look flawless on stage. “By the way, have you decided on your next album already? For next year’s Grammys?” I arched an eyebrow at him through the mirror. “Why do you wanna…
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- The music started with the iconic Hedwig’s theme before melding into something original, created exclusively for the last Harry Potter movie. It was grand in scale, which was exactly what was needed for the epic finale of one of the greatest film series in the history of movies. Till this day, I am baffled by the fact that I never realized my love for music in my past life. Even when I participated in X Factor, I was eliminated before it could go anywhere. For my voice, the only difference I had…
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- “Evan, could you give us a few minutes?” My tone left no room for argument. “Of-of course,” he stammered, stepping back. “I’ll… see you. It was nice meeting you, your majesty.” He beat a hasty retreat, nearly tripping over the edge of the carpet in his rush to leave. Prince William arched a brow at me. “Does your brother know that I’m not ‘his majesty’?” “He probably got flustered seeing you, your royal highness,” I smirked. “I told you to call me…
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- February 2009, London, UK Emma Watson felt like she was finally free after such a long time. As much as she loved the world, it was high time that she moved on. Her time at Oxford University had been some of the best of her life so far. That was another reason she was happy to leave behind. She had taken a year off from her education to finish the last movie, and now she could finally do what she wanted to. The grand ballroom sparkled with chandeliers and gold-trimmed walls, filled with laughter,…
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- January 2009, Beverly Hilton Hotel, Los Angeles, CA, USA The ballroom fell into an expectant hush as the presenter tore open the envelope. “And the Golden Globe for Best Supporting Actress goes to… Kate Winslet for .” The crowd erupted into applause. Winslet kissed her husband quickly, her face alight with joy, before making her way to the stage in a graceful stride. “Strange,” Mum murmured beside me, sipping her champagne. “I thought she’d be winning one for her lead performance…
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- “So, how are things?” I asked Andrew, who was sprawled lazily on a floating bed in his pool, soaking up the Californian sun. His sunglasses gleamed, and a half-empty glass of whiskey rested precariously on the ledge nearby. “Troy! Come join me,” he called out, gesturing toward another bed. A bikini-clad woman was stretched out on it, her toned legs glistening with sunscreen. Calling her a woman felt like a stretch, for she couldn’t have been older than nineteen or twenty. “Why don’t you…
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