Ch. 5

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I already had ideas popping into my head. I got back to the hotel, got my laptop and started organizing my charity.
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"I'm done. Now all I do is press enter." I pressed it without wanting to turn back because I knew this was a big commitment "woo hoo!" As I said that, my mother came in from the swimming pool at the hotel. I ran and hugged her telling her I just set up a charity. "We must celebrate!" A second, later by laptop started going crazy with the amount of people who were donating. Once it started to calm down, I checked how much money we already raised. "$900,000!"
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We went to Crackerbarrel to celebrate. We had a good breakfast for dinner type of meal, until they found me. We tried getting away, which of course for the second time I tried, but because of my stupid leg. The paparazzi took pictures of me, and the reporters asked me questions like "What is your charity called?" or "What does it feel like to be famous?" When they said that I had an image in my head: me being famous, please they call me the queen: end of image. " Well I don't know what you mean?" "You know sparkle in the crowd."
I ran after that with about 200 people in Crackerbarrel going after me. That wasn't that pleasant at all. We finally got back to the hotel. I got a call from Jack. "Hey Jack!" "Hey, how's it going?" " Well I went to a restaurant and I got crowded when I really wanted just a peaceful dinner." "I'm sorry to hear that. Hey do you wanna come over to my house sometime?" He said in his low voice that sounded so cute and I started blushing. Wait do I like Jack?! I haven't even seen him since I was at that restaurant. Well I could be, but I'm not sure if I should. "Yeah, I'd love to!" I said while blushing . I guess I do like home,but I'm really not sure yet. He could turn out to be a punk and dates every girl in the school. When I knew home before I moved he didn't act like that, but people change.
He picked me up the next day, like a gentleman and we went to his house to hang out. He opened my door still like a gentleman. We went up to his house , and which was absolutely gorgeous. He opened the door, you couldn't believe what I saw.

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