Wasn't expecting this.....

Ofcus....

At twenty one, JD. Scott was still a good looking man. Tall, broad shouldered, he kept his sheen black hair cut pop style. He walked down his limousine, with all eyes on him, even though he hated it, he was used to it, being a celebrity multi millionare and all but most times he wondered"was being rich and popular all there was to life? ".
   Different cameras flashed his eyes as he walked through the crowd of reporters and fans and into his big deveu studio, awaiting to prep up his voice for his speech that evening.
   JD Scott looked back noticing his body guards and assistant distracted by the crowd of reporters and also siting the big escape thay was just at his grasp. Looking to have some fun, no idea what he was doing, he ran and ran and ran. Looked back seeing the crowd to what seemed like a mob now chasing him, along with his guards, he was having the time of his life with the breeze in his face, he couldn't stop now, he freed his arms out and ran some more...