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~How I survived Famous~
 Chapter 9


I didn't understand what was happening. 
Standing in the doorway was Vanessa, with an evil grin on her face. She ran up the aisle. "Brad!" she screamed, "How dare you marry another girl!" 
Brad's face was sheet white. "I...it's just...uh," he stammered. All of a sudden Vanessa broke down crying. "I can't believe you are cheating on me with her!"
Brad and Vanessa are.....dating?!
Vanessa ran out crying and Brad ran out after her. Everyone in the crowd was talking loudly and staring and taking pictures as I was left alone standing awkwardly with my jaw hanging out. What just happened?!
Preston and Nicole ran up to me. "Are you okay?" Madison asked. "This will be great for our publicity!" Preston said, "Well, not for Brad's, but..." I couldn't talk. I could not believe that Vanessa, of all people, was dating my fiance. And best of all, I couldn't believe that I didn't have to marry Brad after all. 
Eventually people started to clear out, until we were the last ones in the room, aside from the paparazzi and the press, who I was casually avoiding. About two hours later, Brad came into the room and walked up to me.
"Nicole, I'm sorry."
"No, you're not," I managed to say, not really caring about the conversation. "Look, I'm sorry I ruined your big day," he said, "But I was just wondering...Do you mind if I ask Vanessa to marry me?"
I looked at him with the worst look I'd ever given anyone. Before I could say anything, Madison came up and slapped him as hard as she could. Brad looked awe-struck, and he walked out of the room. Then I was flooded with press asking for interviews. I got my act together and told them about how very devastating it is to be lied to and how sad it was and blah blah blah. When they finally left and we headed back towards the limo, Madison whispered to me, 
"Nicole, Vanessa just saved you."
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~ How I survived famous ~
 Chapter 8

 

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."

 ~How I survived Famous~
Chapter 7
 
"Wake up!" Madison screamed in my face and hit me with a pillow.
I opened my eyes. "Guess what day it is!" Madison screamed. "June 28th," I said, "Wedding day."
Preston appeared behind her. "Let's go ladies. We need to be down at the venue by 11 sharp for preparations." Madison was still smiling. What do you know? I guess she was pretty excited after all, knowing she gets to be the maid of honor at her best friend's wedding. I scowled and got into some sweats and a DKNY tee.
The ride there took almost twice as long as it normally would've. The limo had to drive super slow the last 5 miles or so because there were people flooding the streets, trying to catch a glimpse of me because they couldn't get into the wedding.
When we finally arrived at Le Pont D'Or Hotel, the most expensive and classy hotel in all of California, there were hundreds of people flooding the parking lot, trying all day to get in. When we stepped out of the limo there was a burst of applause and hundreds of blinding camera flashes as I walked by.
When we finally got into the lobby, Brad was standing there waiting for me.
"Babe!" he screamed and ran to hug me. "You're late! We've arranged for you and all the other bridesmaids to get ready in the queen suite. You can meet them there." Madison grabbed my hand and pulled me to the elevator. Then I thought of something. "Preston, who are the other bridesmaids?" I asked curiously. "Just some models from the studio.
"Wait," I said, "My bridesmaids are some girls I don't even know?!" Preston smiled. "Oh look, your suite's right down there. Have fun!" He said, and pushed us down the hall.
I walked in to find four other girls, all bleach blonde and tall. They all looked the same in their over-done makeup and violet bridesmaid dresses.
They all started squealing when they saw us walk in. Then they all started running towards me with hair brushes, curling irons, makeup, my dress, and shoes. About thirty seconds later, I was sitting in a chair wearing my wedding dress and having my makeup and hair done by some girls I didn't even know.
I was very uncomfortable. Madison was still standing by the door staring at them. Oh good, you see them too, I thought.
As uncomfortable as I was, a half hour later, they stepped away and I slowly walked over to the mirror. I saw Madison on the side, looking gorgeous in her dress, with tears running down her face. I looked beautiful. Not just cheap model kind of beautiful. Genuinely beautiful. I had never felt that way about myself before.
The squealing girls suddenly became quiet and led me down the hall. We went down the elevator, past the paparazzi, and stood near the door to the ballroom.
Preston came over and looked at me, trying to embrace his manliness and not cry.
This is it, I thought as the doors opened and revealed the aisle It's time.
~ How i survived Famous ~
Chapter 5
“W-what?” I sputtered looking from him to Madison to Preston. “I…um…” I glanced nervously to the audience, “…s-sure…?”  The crowd erupted as they applauded on their feet and whistled a few times while Brad put the ring on my finger and kissed me. This is a nightmare, I thought as he let go. I glanced backstage and saw Preston was yelling into his blu-tooth about wedding plans, and Madison was frozen in pure terror.  “Wow! This has turned out to be some night!” Deborah exclaimed with a silly grin as the applause started to die down, “What a surprise!” “You have no idea,” I mumbled. “So tell me,” Deborah said, excited, “When do you guys expect the big day to be?” “Tomorrow.” Brad said casually. “T-tomorrow?”  I choked. “Tomorrow.” Madison uttered, putting her face in her palms. “TOMORROW?!” Preston screeched into his ear piece, and he started jumping around like a chipmunk on crack. At least someone was happy.
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“Why did u say yes?!” Madison screamed while going up the stairs after me. She was so quiet on the limo ride home, I thought her voice gave out. Sadly, I was wrong. “Well what was I suppose to do, reject him on live television?!”  I said in reply. “She’s right,” Preston added, locking the door. “She couldn’t have. It would have been bad for both Brad’s and her publicity, and the show ratings. Plus, she needs to look good for the upcoming fashion show” “Ughh!” I heard Madison sigh. She headed downstairs to the kitchen with Preston, and I was glad to retire to my room. I changed into something more comfortable and booted up my computer. I bet people have already posted stories about Brad and me, I thought. I was right. As soon as I opened the Internet, there were stories on nearly every website. People, Us, GL, Facebook, Twitter, everywhere! I buried my head in my hands. “This is so unfair,” I mumbled. I looked up and opened Comcast to check my email, and long and behold, another story about the proposal on the front page. “Whatever.” Logging into my email account, a little message popped up reading: You have 67 new emails. “Shut up,” I said, as if the computer could actually hear me, and I crashed on my bed.  I didn’t feel like reading emails, or anything for that matter.  Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. “Preston leave me alone,” I moaned, throwing a pillow at the double door. “That’s insulting,” I heard a muffled voice complain. “Sorry Madison.” She opened the door and walked in. “Can you read off my emails please? Except the stupid ones,”  I said into my pillow. Madison sighed, “Sure.”  She was silent for a minute. “Um, Nicole?” She said urgently. “What now,” I said a bit annoyed. “You might want to see this email…” “No I really don’t” I stated blandly, “Just tell me what it says.” “Nicole!” She nearly screamed, “You are soooo dead!”

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~ How i survived Famous ~
Chapter 4

"Hi! You're here with MTV! I'm Deborah Jensen and I'm here with Nicole Iman and Brad Hedrick."
I waved at the camera and smiled. "It's great to be here, Deborah, thank you so much for having us!"
"It is my pleasure! So, let's begin with some questions from our MTV Now Twitter Page!"
Brad and I smiled and waited for a question. 
"Nicole, tell us, how did it feel when you were accused of shoplifting?"
I tried to stay calm. "Well obviously, it made me quite upset, 
knowing that some people think that that's the type of person I am," I said, "But I am just so glad that no judicial officers had to get involved, and it seems that this whole misunderstanding is clearing up." 
The live audience applauded. I smiled. So far, so good. 
"Yes, that is good news! I think we all knew that you would never steal anything!" Deborah said, "But anyways, tell us:
How is your relationship going?"
I was about to say something, but then Brad looked at Deborah and said, "Yes! There is something I need to say about that."
There was a long pause as I looked at Brad, praying that he wouldn't say anything that caused too much trouble.
I was looking offstage at Madison and Preston, when all of a sudden both of their faces turned sheet white.
Madison's face was full of terror, and Preston's was full of joy.
I turned around to see Brad on one knee.


That's when he pulled out the ring and said, "Nicole, will you marry me?"
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 ~How i survived Famous~
Chapter 3

The first person I saw was one of the last people I wanted to see.
"Babe!" said Brad as he walked over to me, "I didn't know if you would be able to make it!"
"I wouldn't miss it for the world!"
"Hey Brad!" Vanessa said, coming from out of nowhere. "Vanessa!" he said, "You look...hot."
Vanessa smirked at me. "Thanks, I know." I glared at Brad as Vanessa walked away.
"So anyway babe," Brad put his arm around me and smiled at the paparazzi, "Are you ready to go sit down?"
I faked a smile. "Sure.."

The auction was probably the most boring thing in the whole world.
I just sat there and smiled as I watched the bidders with no taste spend their money. 
After the auction was finished, the Chessire Cat lady invited Brad and I to do a private interview at her studio.
I was NOT in the mood. "Thanks, but I think we better-" I started to say, but I got cut off by Brad.
"Of course! We would love to!"
I gave Brad the dirtiest look I possibly could and went to find Madison.


When we got in the limo and out of sight from the paparazzi I screamed, "I can't stand him!"
Madison sighed. "I know, he's a total jerk. Just break up with him!" I rolled my eyes
and waited for Preston to join the conversation.
"NO!" he shouted, "No one is to be breaking up with anyone. We have enough drama,
and it would be bad for our publicity!"

I nodded at him. "See, Madison? That is why I have to suffer through this." 
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~How I Survived Famous~
  Chapter 2

“Nicole, Nicole over here! Nicole! Nicole!” shouted paparazzi as I posed on the carpet.
Although I was already excited to be attending an auction for charity, I became even more excited to see all the other celebrities that have attended. “No sign of Medusa yet?” I turned around to face Madison, and she looked stunning! She was wearing an obviously Gabbana dress. “Not yet,” I chuckled. A charity auction wasn’t where Vanessa would hang out anyways. “Well, keep your fingers crossed,” Madison said while messing with her left shoe, “Darn these shoes! I can’t walk five feet without the strap cutting in my ankle! I’ll meet you inside,” and she starting limp-walking inside, tripped, and cursed Valentino before going into the building. 

I giggled and I started walking towards the entrance, but a hand tapped my shoulder before I could get away.
Oh great, I thought, I do not need another interview.
“Mrs. Iman, could I bother you for an interview?” Here we go again. “Sure!”  I said, with a fake smile.
The lady wore huge blue hoop earrings, a pearl necklace, and bright red lipstick on a smile that looked like it belonged to the Chesire Cat in Alice in Wonderland. 
She turned towards the camera and said, “I’m here with glamour star and big time super model, Nicole Iman! So tell me,” she asked, “Did you really shop lift the Los Angeles mall?”
“Absolutely not!” I said defending myself, “I paid for everything I walked out of the store with!”
 The interviewer started to ask another question, but she was stopped  by the sickest voice known to man. “Too bad tabloids say differently, isn’t it?” Venessa. “Yea. Its a wonder how the rumors started,” I said with an obvious edge. She narrowed her eyes at me. 

“So, Nicole, who are you wearing tonight?” the interviewer said, interrupting my glare.
“Gucci,” I replied quickly, “and Tiffany & Co accessories.”  It was true. I was wearing a Gucci red, strapless dress, accompanied by a slim leather belt with horsebit detail, Valentino’s open toe satin pump with bow, and gold Frank Gehry Torque Micro hoop earrings, complete with the beautiful deep blue Jean Schlumberge Dot Losange bracelet, both from Tiffany & Co. “And may I say you do you look stunning! Thank you Nicole!” And with that she trotted over to Kim Kardashian, trying to push her way through other interviewers.

“So.” said someone behind me.
 I turned to face Vanessa. “You didn’t shop lift? Hmm,” she said, admiring her humungous and expensive looking ring, “Shocking. I’d think you would so you could at least look like you should be on the same runway as me.”
 I narrowed my eyes. “I don’t have time for you Vanessa.” “Fine,” she uttered, annoyed,
“Its not like I would waste my time talking to someone like you anyways.”
 She flipped her hair, and strutted down the carpet, thankfully away from me. With that, I cursed under my breath, adjusted my earrings, and headed inside.

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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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