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Y/N Downey, daughter of RDJ. Wants to have a normal life off the screen with her friends, but will she be able with all the attention she's getting? Complicated love, hard-to-understand friendships, and drama ;)
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"I'm not sure, maybe they're doing something," Olivia said and smirked.
"Olivia! She wouldn't do something like that, but Zach would," I said as I thought about it.
"Do you think there?" Olivia asked.
"No, I don't think so, I mean-it's barely the second date," I said.
"Well, I don't think you know this, but Zach is kind of a player, and he's a party animal," Olivia said.
"Wait-he's a player?" I asked.
"Yea, he's played with almost half the girls in school," Olivia said and my phone rang.
I picked up my phone and saw it was a message from Y/n.
"Is it from Y/n?" Olivia asked.
"Yea, um it says that paparazzi are surrounding them, and she's asking if I have any advice," I said.
"Well, they should answer some questions so they would back off," Olivia said.
"Ok, I'll text her that," I said and texted her to answer questions and stuff.
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Y/n POV
"Who is this guy with you?"
"Are you two dating?"
"What is your name, young man?"
"Does your father know about this young man?"
I receive a text message from Millie and it says to answer some questions.
"We need to answer questions, so they back off," I whispered to Zach.
"Are you sure?" Zach asked.
"Yes," I said and nodded.
"Are you announcing your boyfriend publicly?"
"Yes I will once we're ready," I said and smiled.
"Your name, young man?"
"His name is Zach Jefferson," I said and we kept walking.
"Are you two dating?"
"Yes, we are," Zach said as we got to the car and got in.
The paparazzi kept taking pictures of us and Zach started to drive and we left.
"I'm sorry about this," I said and sighed.
"It's fine, don't worry about it, the important thing is that now, we're together," Zach said and he grabbed my hand and I smiled.
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The Next Day
I yawned as I sat up on my bed. Remembering everything from last night. I grabbed my phone and saw so many DM's, text messages, missed phone calls, and notifications from subscriptions from my favorite magazine.
Ugh! Really!? Do I get caught with a guy all over the internet?!
I got up, walked over to my closet and changed into some clothes, and got ready for school.
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I went down to the kitchen, packed up my things for school, and started to eat breakfast (just cereal). The doorbell rang and I walked over to the door and opened it and it was Noah.
"Hey Noah, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Nothing, just came over, ya know, to take you to school," Noah said.
"Well, I'm still eating, you want some?" I asked.
"Sure, what are you eating?" Noah asked as he walked in and we sat down at the table.
"Just cereal, want some?" I asked as I grabbed another bowl for him.
"Sure," Noah said and I served him milk and he poured himself the cereal.
We started to talk about everything, about random stuff when my dad came out of his office with a microphone and his phone and he set it up in front of Noah and me.
"What are you doing Dad?" I asked.
"Nothing, don't mind me, kids," Dad said and Noah looked at me confused.
He started a TikTok and both Noah and I looked up. A song by Justin Beiber started playing and Noah played along and I just kept eating, trying not to laugh at my father's lame attempt of making a TikTok.
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Cap: My young daughter not playing along @@Y/n.downey:), but thanks @NoahSchnappitty for playing along
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(A/N: Sorry for the short chapter!! I'm trying to update more but I'm trying to get my homework done and I need to finish some science project so I might not update till this upcoming Friday or Sunday. And I'm having writer's block too, but thank you guys for 11k views on Schnapple: My Boy! If you're reading this and read My Boy, thank you so much! It means a lot to me!!)
