Chapter Fourteen

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Ashley was sitting in her room once again, writing in her journal. She wore a KISS American grey shirt with faded blue jeans that had studs on the back pockets, black Doc Martens, and black sunglasses on her head. She sighed as she wrote the last word. She needed more pages to write in. Her brother ran in, happy and wearing his old sunglasses from one of his regenerations long ago.

"Are you ready to go Hollywood?" he asked her.

"Yeah," she sighed.

"What's wrong? I thought you had your Nutella and coffee this morning."

"I'm worried, brother. What if the daleks take us? What if-"

"Then they already have won," he interrupted. "Stop thinking about them for me. For us, as a family."

"...Okay," she muttered then suddenly cheered up. "Come on, we must go and see the stars!"

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