A big black car was in the driveway and people with cameras surrounded the house. I stopped in confusion and wondered who was at the house. Why would Dinna have someone famous at the house? That's extremly impossible! She has no connections! I shrugged my shoulders and walked on. I pushed my way through the people, who started taking snap shots of me. I rather not have my white tanktop and باسکٹ, باسکٹ بال shorts on the internet, but who would care. Except Brian, who always watches out for me.
When I finally got to the door, someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around and saw an anchor woman. I...
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