Britney Anderson Novels & Stories

"She's in her condo at **** Condominium King.." my Assassin's said I nod, all my slaves were investigated well as soon as Brittany wash her body the tracker will be off. "The tracker is off King," she said and I nod, maybe I just want to know ey?. "Brittany Parker a Famous Model and Social Influencer, No family left her parent's died in a car accident a Graduate in Business Management a Judo and Taekwondo blackbelt, and she's active in a firing team in **** " I nod hmmm a black belter huh,

Brittany pulled her best friend’s hand and stomped her feet, saying, "Wow, you’re driving me crazy! I can differentiate between what’s real and what’s fake. Just tell me what you heard, and I won’t blame you for anything else!" Brittany was impatient and was notorious for her temper in the entertainment industry. She would have been exposed long ago if she were not popular enough and did not have a family to back her up. Even so, some haters would sometimes reveal rumors about her, but her brother, Brandon Oakley, would suppress them. Just like now, Brittany had just yelled at her assistant, who came to the dressing room to check on her because she was anxious about the news she had heard. "

"Britney needs someone to care for her, and that's where Sharon comes in. I’m doing her a favor, really." He narrowed his eyes, clearly not buying it. "And what exactly is Sharon supposed to do for Britney?" Still smiling, I explained, "As you know, Britney can’t speak or move. I want to recreate the video I received on the day I was arrested for Tony’s supposed death. You know the one—Tony in bed with someone else." Troy’s expression shifted, darkening.

My name is Kim Ahri Gaumond. I am a simple employee who usually spends most of her time working, doing charity work, or attending treatments. I never really had a chance to give myself a break since I am not an outgoing person. For the first time in my 30 years of life, I decided to finally give in to my dream of having an international vacation not related to work. I may not be outgoing, but I still wanted to experience a life of leisure in a faraway land.

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

Just then, a girl, much taller than me appeared next to her, she had short hair, styled in a short side comb, and she was wearing a black tank top and jeans that rode around her hips, honestly, she was dressed like a guy and she looked hot too. "She's the one that you wanted to sit with?" she asked in a grumpy tone. "Yes babe," she grabbed her hand and pulled her down into the chair. "This is Carl." "Carl?" I blurted out, unable to hold back my shock. "Carly really but she likes to be called Carl." Celeste commented. "You got a problem with that?" she asked with the same grumpy tone as before. "No I was just surprised," I extended an arm, "nice to meet you." I smiled.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

She had only listened to it a couple of times, as she didn't have much spare time to listen to music. Andreas turned into a fanboy, clapping and cheering for Britney. Britney's voice was really good, although occasionally she would be slightly off key, it didn't sound jarring. After finishing a song, Andreas went to pick another one. Karsyn was not happy and pouted, saying, "Britney, you sing so well! I'm breaking up with you!" With such a perfect best friend, it seemed like there was no escape for her! "Okay then! I'll just find a new maid of honor," Britney laughed and joked.

I got a ball gown today, so did Lainee and Blaine. "We totally should! That would be awesome. What do you think Chan?" Blaine asked excitedly, looking back at me. I nodded, a big grin plastering my face. "I think it would be amazing!" They squealed and I giggled. The rest of the way back to the pack house we sang along to the radio. I learned a lot of good songs and I'm pretty sure music is now my favorite thing in the world, especially that new song Issues by Julia Roberts. The girls like it too.