Mr. Hollywood
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  • مقروء 379,984
  • صوت 10,496
  • أجزاء 44
  • الوقت 9h 39m
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You would think that having a Hollywood star as your best friend would be the most amazing thing in the world right? Going to all the parties, meeting other stars, getting to go on set to their movies, red carpets, fancy clothes, 5 star hotels, movie premiers. Sounds like a pretty awesome friend to have right? 
    
    Well wrong. 
    
    I had a best friend but then he up and left me only to become Hollywood's new it boy while I was left behind in Kansas to deal with horrible people in school who just love to hate me, a new step dad who works me to the bone day and night, a mother who forgot I exist, and no way out. 
    
    Except after I had just learned to live with this horrible existence of mine Mr. Superstar came back! And the best part is he totally hates me now. Well that was just fine with me because I have hated him ever since he turned into stupid Mr. Hollywood.
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    I know this sounds like a cliche story but I have put in a few twists of this on my own. So I hope you enjoy it!
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