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CHAPTER 6-Kriss-10:17
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I was so exhausted. I've been working on animating my death for a day straight. I know it must have hurt Danielle to see me gone, but it's for the best anyhow. If i'm dead, than the paparazzi can't haunt me, and since Danielle is also bound with that same curse, if they see me around her, I'd be slaughtered with cameras, which is the exact opposite of what actually want. Being a celeb is a curse.
Beep!
Send.
I feel like a total bee with an itch for lying to her, but since she's so much better than me, the press will probably find the video sooner or later.
"Finished, finally!" Zach collapsed back into his oh so cool reclining chair. "This took forever, you better give me some street cred, Kriss."
"Same over here... though you know i'd always do you a favor." Jillian slyly winked. She always does that. So nice, but somewhat playfully irritating.
Max was still working on an error that popped up on his computer screen a while ago. Supposivly his cpu chip has run out of data. Another 500 dollars down the drain. Computers are expensive! GOSH!
I twined my hair. "Hey, Jillian?" She gazed in my direction. "Could I stay at your place? I can't really stay at Danielle's anymore..."
Before Jillian could reply, Zach idiotically replied for her, "You could stay at my place... RAWR..." After doing the hand motion once or twice, I blushed. "I'm just joking."