Lori Stewart: The Acting Designer

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Author's Note

Before you start reading, I would just like to thank ne0neYez for helping me to write this story. I hope you enjoy this story as much as we enjoyed writing it. This book is not based on a true story and is all pure fiction. And thank YOU for reading. Please vote, fan, comment so that we know you are not abducted by aliens :)

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PROLOGUE

I ran into my walk-in closet where my nanny, Elisabeth, has hung my costume. My costume was made entirely of silk, green and pink silk, with a glittery flowing ballerina skirt. My mother picked the colors when my nanny made the dress. She also bought pink ballet flats, which I hated. I threw on my dress over my carefully done natural red hair. I then decided to grab my pink Converse intead of those dreaded flats because I couldn't act in something that I hated.

I carefully stepped out of my room, which was covered in posters of Mikey Richie, THE most successful and hottest actor/marine in the whole world with his perfect blonde hair and white teeth.

I went into the dining room where my family was conveniently waiting for my arrival. It was my parents, Elisabeth, my 4 and 2 year old sisters. "Here's our princess!" My mother exclaimed very loudly. I strongly dislike being called a princess. I sighed loudly and climbed on top of our massive 24 seat dining table. I acted my heart out on my makeshift stage and it was one of the best days of my 7 year old life. I knew right then that this is my caling.

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