I started walking, slowly and nervously, down the aisle. Brad was smiling, Preston was smiling, Madison was smiling, everyone was smiling, except me. At my own wedding. I'm only half way down the aisle, and I'm about to pass out. I take a deep breath. Deciding to take my eyes off Brad, I glance to my sides to see the people who had arrived. Celebrites I've met once or twice, models I didn't even know, and photographers galore. You'd expect more friends and family at a wedding, except, my friends and family is Preston and Madison. Its hard to trust people when everyone wants something from you.
I step up to Brad, who is glowing with happiness. Since we both had tight schedules, we decided to just make the vows, and then have the reception later on that day.
"Do you, Brad Hedrick, take Nicole Iman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
"I do!" He said excited. I bet he's picturing the headlines People would post about him and me and how his popularity would help his football career.
"Do you, Nicole Iman, take Brad Hedrick to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
Faking a smile, I started to say, "I d-" BANG! The doors at the back of the church slammed open.
Everyone gasped. My eyes widened. I heard Madison choke.
"Crud."
Chapter 1
BANG! My
manager stormed into my dressing room. “What is
this?” Preston asked, throwing a magazine at my face before
I could even tell what it was. I picked it up and read the cover.
‘Nicole Iman, Shoplifting Scandal?’ Below the
headline was a picture of me walking out of the mall, carrying
about thirteen bags. I flipped to page 26 and there was an
enormous story all about me. I started to read aloud,
“Nicole Iman was seen at the Los Angeles Plaza Mall this
weekend, carrying more than she could handle. But how she paid
for all this? An anonymous source reported to us that Nicole was
seen taking various jewelry items and putting them in her
pockets, and leaving the store with no questions
asked…” I stopped reading. “What the crap is
this?” I screamed, throwing the magazine against the wall
and into the garbage. “There she goes again,” Preston
said, “Causing even more drama! Don’t you think we
already have enough to handle, with the big show coming up in
less than a month?” “I didn’t do
anything!” I said, “I paid for everything I
bought!” “Okay,” said Preston, “But just
remember. This is your problem, not mine!” And with that he
stormed out. I sighed. Seriously? I thought. Just
then, my best friend Madison came in. “Looks like
Vanessa’s been up to something lately.” she said. I
gave her a questioning look. “I saw her at the mall on
Saturday,” she said, “ You know she’s the one
that started that story.” My face went red. I hadn’t
even thought of Vanessa. Vanessa was my worst enemy. She and I
were in almost every show and every photo shoot together and got
along really well, until… never mind,
I’ll tell you later, but whenever I got a bad review,
Vanessa would always be the first to brag about it.
“Whatever,” I said, “She’s just jealous
of me.” Madison nodded.
“Besides,” I said confidently, “I’m
Nicole Iman, I can handle it.”
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