Iam A Superstar Novels & Stories

"Yeah, it was. It's...been awhile." "I sure couldn't tell." He kissed me again, pulling me to him. "We should get breakfast or something. I wanna spend more time with you." "Really?" I asked. "Of course. You up for a shower first?" "I do feel dirty." ~~ "Tell me about yourself." Tim smiled. "You know other than the fact that you're a superstar." I laughed. "No, I'm not a superstar. Uma is. Everyone says so." I looked down.

Which person in this world would say that he or she forgot to answer because of his or her crush. Not me. I’m not that shameless. “Thank God. I thought that you were sick.” Miss Solon took a breath of relief. I could already find the people around me silently smiling at my foolishness. Oh Whatever… You can say that I’m a fool and all. “I was asking you to say hi to Blake Anderson, your idol and his crewmates.” Miss Rucia continued her words, giving me a little surprise… Blake is an idol? I glanced at him while blinking my eyes a few times.

They were just kids who happened to know each other. Growing up, she knew his talent for singing early on. And at that time, she knew that he was meant to shine. He was born to be a superstar. She sincerely rooted for him. She was his fan. And now, she's going to be his wife. How ridiculous is that?! And just by seeing his handsome smirking face, her brain went haywire. 'What in the good novel is this?! I'm marrying my superstar idol! Damn am I so blessed?!

Kate beseech. "Me too." * * * Picture-perfect, you don't need no filter Gorgeous, make 'em drop dead, you a killer Shower you with all my attention Yeah, these are my only intentions Stay in the kitchen, cooking up, cut your own bread Heart full of equity, you're an asset Make sure that you don't need no mentions Yeah, these are my only intentions__ his phone kept ringing. He check the caller ID and realized his sister was the one calling. He pick the call immediately.

😐😐😐😐😐 I'm waiting for my uber outside the building when I hear the running of footsteps. I look behind to see Heaven approaching, with this wide fake grin on her face. I don't know if it's me, but I just find her so fake. She tries too hard to be perfect. She thinks she's this I*******m queen. I was stalking her on I*******m last night and I saw all these happy photos of her in Miami beaches, posh mansions, expensive inn and suites. She lives this happy rich life but I really doubt she's anything close to that in real life.

I was blushing? Lia wake up! He's not an angel from heaven, he's a celebrity just as you are. Stop drooling stupidly and get your acts together, you are not a commoner. You are a celebrity dancer, a model, a graphic designer and the daughter of America's best Surgeon, your mom's bus..... Shhhh I know, but he's my idol. So what? Remember you just broke up with a guy, Jay's a Playboy and you Know that. Don't get yourself deceived by this little attention he's giving you.

Her eyes searched my face for answers, but I wrapped the blanket around me like a shield. “I’m fine, Mum,” I said softly. “I was just… tired. I think I’ll sleep now.” She lingered for a beat, unconvinced, then nodded slowly and shut the door behind her. Once I was alone again, I reached for my phone, heart pounding. I opened the Lime app and clicked the Trending tab. There it was. #SupaMartDancer — bold and blazing at the top of the list. I hesitated for a second, then tapped on it. The video played instantly. There I was—spinning, flipping, grooving to the beat in front of a freezer aisle like I was born for the stage.

"Hey, baby bear..." It was six when I got a phone call from Jeremy. He was my high school sweetheart, now my gay best friend. "Jeremy! Oh my god! It's been years! How did you get my number?!" I shrieked at him. "Bear bear, I'm Jeremy the computer geek that you loved, and adored throughout highschool. Finding your number is a walk in the park for me." "Pfft... More like Jemy the stalker. But yes I love you. You know I still do! So...are you back in the states now? Or hopefully back in town?"

Amy imagined her weird fantasy as an opening scene to a sci-fi action film. It was a crazy fantasy, and Amy would imagine it all the time. While Amy was making love to her husband inside this futuristic sports car, she would also imagine her favorite rap song playing through the sports car’s sound system. Amy would imagine caressing her hands down her husband’s bare, muscular chest while listening to Tupac Shakur’s Only God Can Judge Me. Tupac was Amy’s favorite rapper. Sometimes, Amy would fantasize about making love to her husband while listening to Tupac. Before Amy met her husband, she would often fantasize about making love to Tupac.

That's why I can't love you in the dark It feels like we're oceans apart There is so much space between us Baby, we're already defeated 'Cause, ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Everything changed me And I-I-I-I-I don't think you can save me " I am sorry ,harry " I say and leave the stage and notice that few tears have escaped me eyes. I hear harry approaching me but Cheryl stops him ,making him stay. The crowd goes wild and i hear all of them chanting 'clarry' . They all know now.