Some people love me, some people hate me, everyone has an opinion about me. You can tell people, but it'll never reach my ears.
People don't seem to realize that. They don't get that they can't tell me, because I'll never hear them. I can't hear them because to many voices are telling me the same thing.
My name is Kayla Burns, and I like to call myself 'well known', but some prefer the term 'famous'. Yup, you heard. I'm famous.
You know those actors who star in the big movies, the singers whose song's are always on Top Forty? Yeah, I'm the same as them, famous.
I don't think that I'm famous, I'm just me.
I just moved from Texas, to California. Beverly Hills, to be exact. It's fun to start somewhere new, no one knows my embarrassing stories, accept my annoying twin. His name is Trey, but he'd prefer you'd call him a ladies man. He's stupid, he can't get a girl to save his life.
Anyway, we moved here, and it's great. I've reconnected with my best friend, and her brother, who I might mention is a hit with the ladies, unlike Trey.
I started school here, like real school. It's something I'm doing to connect with my fans better, or the non-fans, both of them. It was my idea, I wanted to see what some of my fans are like. Is that so bad?
I don't think so.
The only bad thing is that I can't let anyone know it's me. I have to be careful. But I'm not very good at keeping secrets. It's just a matter of who finds out first. Will they tell?
I'm a celebrity, and I want people to know the real me.
Hello, Wattpadians! I love you for checking out my story! Have fun in this whirling tale of adventure, or digital book, or whatever you call stories.
-C<3
Enemies-to-lovers * Bickering/bantering
Boss/employee * Romantic comedy with a HEA
He says I'm a hemorrhoid and a massive dark cloud without a silver lining.
I consider him a bosshole and heartless prick--because that's what he is and more.
I've never met my boss. He works only through emails. I was two months in at my new job, when I had to fly to Florida to bury my grandmother. The night of her funeral, an overly hot man approached me while I was in the middle of trying to meet a deadline, wondering if I'd be interested in having a wild night with him.
It had been a couple years since I Iast been with a man. I was pissed at my boss, and he was good looking, so I accepted his offer. Next, I emailed my boss telling him I wasn't making the deadline because I was going to get laid. And I did... lots of it.
The next morning he was gone. Months later, I run into my boss--in the dark--on masquerade night at a sex club. Let's just say we had an interesting moment. After that I wanted to kill him more than I already wanted to.
Weeks later. I had the shock of my life when we met face to face at my best friends wedding.
Callum's a one-and-done type of guy. And I wasn't looking for love either. But our friends had other plans for us. They thought we were the perfect match and did all they could to set us up.
Will us two stubborn hotheads see we're meant to be?
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