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Skylar's POV

"Why didn't you tell me you had a daughter?"I asked.

"I was trying not to think about my family while being on work to avoid getting distracted", said Louie frank with a sad expression.

"Thinking about Madison would distract me too", I murmured.

Madison didn't look nothing like my manager(Louie frank)she has brown hair, blue eyes and big lips. She only got the blue eyes from him but other than that they looked nothing alike.

"Skylar, Skylar, Skylar" my fans shouted as I was getting out of the limo.

There was paparazzis all over me, fans screaming and throwing stuff at me and the flash light was too bright I couldn't see where to walk at. I love having people supporting me, but sometimes they get carried away, some even stalk me or try to follow me.

I finally get inside and now I'm just waiting to get called.

"Please welcome Skylar Keis"

As I'm walking people are cheering , applauding and screaming. At first I used to get anxious when ever I went to interviews or meeting my fans, but now I got used to it.

I sat down holding a wide smile for the camera.

"Is there any particular part of the movie that you like best?", the women asked.

"Yes, I like the part where I-", I was explaining as I got interrupted by the woman.

"Of course I don't care just asking for the fans, but anyways is there anything going on with you and Matt Brin?", she asked.

I was ready to leave, not only was she rude but questions like that get me annoyed.

I know that the actor Matt Brin is my lover in the movie but that doesn't mean he's my lover in real life.

"No, actually I have my eyes on someone else", I say leaving my fans curious.

"I would ask who it is that you like but I don't care about you or your business", the women said.

Why would she even want to interview me if she didn't even care about me? I thought to myself, either way I had about enough.

"You know what? I had about enough of your rude ass!" I said angrily as I walked out which is still bad, but better than actually fighting her.

I walked fast to the limo to avoid the paparazzis questions.

On the way home I was thinking about how Madison 'saved' me.

Even though I was practicing my script I was grateful she 'saved' me because she cared about a strangers life and not for the fame.

I know she didn't do it for the fame because she still doesn't know who I am yet.

This wasn't good at all but if you liked it give it a vote!
I'll write more interesting stuff for the next part.
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