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Last published Mon, Feb 12, 2018
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Meet Akela Marquis, 17 year old photography lover from London.
She didn't choose to enter the life of fame but if it meant her mother got to live her dreams then she was willing to take the challenge.
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"Listen, I don't know who you are or why you're here but I'm not going to let them get to you. Yes?" his voice deepens and I nod quickly. Seconds later the door flies open and reporters make their way to Jonah.
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You know the type of people you meet and you can talk for hours and hours on end without having to think about what to say next, the can see you at your worst and praise you at your best but no matter what you say or do they wont seem to leave you? No? Well, that's what happened to me.
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Life will hit you like a ton of bricks at the most unexpected moment, I told myself don't give in, don't say yes but In a matter of seconds that Jonah McCarthy was my maybe. Oh Akela, this is going to be the longest ride.
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** DISCLAIMER: This story is 100% my own idea and view. Some places used in the story are made up, please don't copy my idea or views within it& this does contain mild swearing and inappropriate terms, read at your own risk**
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