How It All Started

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*Alarm clock goes off*

I pop my head up. I press the button to stop the alarm. I check the time. 9:23

"Woah. I never woken up at this time before." I whispered to myself. I really don't wake up at this time. I usually wake up at 7 or 8. Well, when I don't have school. And today I don't have school. Nor tomorrow or Thursday or Friday. But when I have school I always wake up at 7:00.

I get up. And I stroke my pajamas to get some dust off. When I opened my door a crack open, I heard a wave of chatters coming down the hall. I peeked through the crack. I saw my mom coming down the hall with two guys and a girl. The girl said,"So, you wanna take the offer?"

"Ummm." My mom responded. "Yes. I'll take it." She added. "But what can the offer be?" I said to myself. "Excuse me. Did you say something, Mrs. Luvianos?" My mom shook her head. "No. But I think that was one of my daughters." She came closer to my door. I backed away a little. She opened my door. And she saw me standing there, looking back at her. "Good morning. We got an offer to be famous. They were looking for some people to turn famous. And they found us, so they came in and asked me if we would like to get famous." I looked down.

Then I looked back up. "More details please." Was all I said back to her. "Well, you should like it. You get to meet other famous people. That's a pro. And a con is you will have to go places for meetings and also places to have photo shoots. But it's a great offer." My mom got into it saying,"And I said yes to the offer."

I nodded. "You'll have a busy schedule just saying." The other guy with my mom said. "We'll all be busy?" My mom asked. "Yes, Mrs. Luvianos." There was a small pause. "Even the little kids?" The guy nodded. "Yes. The little kids too." My mom nodded. They all left my room. But I still heard their conversations. "So, where will our first meeting be at?" My mom said. "It will be at LAX. And you'll have it at LAX because you have to fly to Miami for shopping." I looked at the door. Shopping? Why shopping?

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