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**BOOK #3**
Leslie's now 16 and has an amazing career ahead of her! But what happens when the pressure of being under the spotlight gets worse? Find out how Leslie manages new opportunities and relationships in Be...
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It's been 2 hours since Leslie left for the airport, and I have a photo shoot with Victoria's Secret. I feel bad for yelling at Leslie yesterday, but I hate when she doesn't tell the truth to me. I know these past few weeks have been rough with family drama, and shes become more distant with everyone, so I try to be reasonable.
This whole Ryan situation hit me really hard. I had to choose being a mother over a lot of other things, including the VS fashion show, which I was really disappointed about, but I have priorities. I had to get a restraining order for Ryan for the twins, Leslie and I, I added the top security, and I stopped filming for KUWTK.
I'm so thankful for Harry being here to support me through all of this. I can tell Leslie hasn't warmed up to him that much yet, but she'll open up when she feels like it. With Leslie it's always complicated.
"Ken? I'm going out for the day, okay?" Harry tells me. I nod my head smiling. He kisses my forehead and leaves. I decide to take a nap and wake up later to feed the girls.
———Leslie's POV———
I'm finally in my hotel room, and I've texted Daniel to let him know that I'm here. I feel horrible for lying to mom, but I also feel kind of rebellious. I'm usually the 'good girl' I don't drink, smoke, do drugs, or go to a lot of LA parties. I usually just stay home, but it feels kind of cool.
Daniel told me that he was going to be at this party that his friend's hosting. He texts me the address, and I start getting ready. Another good thing about leaving, is that I have no security guards. I can just be free and be a normal teenager.
I put on a white bodycon dress with white heels, a Cartier bracelet and ring, and a Chloé purse. I curl my hair and put on light makeup. I'm so ready for tonight. I call an Uber and get in. Luckily there aren't that many paparazzi. Once I arrive to the address, I get kind of nervous. I haven't been in to a high school party in a long time, so I don't know how well this will go.
I get out of the car, and paparazzi are waiting for me. 'LESLIE WHY ARE YOU HERE?' 'LESLIE ARE YOU GETTING BACK WITH BROOKLYN?' 'LESLIE IS YOUR MOM DOING OKAY?' I ignore them and cover my face. Once I enter, the whole party stops. Like, literally. Everyone stares at me. I blush and realize that I'm a little dressed up compared to the rest of the people there, and I arrived late with paparazzi.
I scan my eyes for Daniel, praying to get out of this embarrassing situation. Finally I hear his voice. "Babe, where have you been? You're late," he says kissing my cheek. He whispers in my ear, "Just play along." I nod my head. "Well, show's over guys. C'mon baby," he says grabbing my hand and leading me to the back room. Once we're in the room, he closes the door.
