Look at Me- Part 8
We step in to the elevator and the questions begin. "Your Carrie Underwood as in THE Carrie Underwood?" Mike asks.
"Yep I am," I respond.
"How did I not know? I had that feeling that you looked familiar, but I couldn't
put my finger on it," says Mike.
"I get that sometimes," I admit.
"Why have I never heard of Celia before?" asks Mike once we get to the car.
"Well I don't want her in the publics eye and I don't want her Dad to be apart of our lives," I explain.
Back at my house we sit on the couch
and talk after I order some more contacts while Celia is watching tv and listening to our conversation. It's amazing how well she can multitask. We are talkingfor quite some timewhen out of no where Celia says "Teach me how to play hockey," to Mike.
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Look at Me
FanfictionA fanfic about the wonderful, beautiful, and amazing Carrie Underwood. What will happen, who knows because in life anything can happen?! With twists and turns at every corner all Carrie needs is the reassuring words of "Look at Me."
