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Chapter One

"OH MY FREAKING LAWD, DID YOU SEE HIM LAST NIGHT JESSICA?! HE KILLED IT! HIM AND THE HOOLIGANS WERE JUST AMAAAAAZING!"

"O..M..G REBECCA, I CAN'T BELIEVE HIS SPEECH WHEN HE WON THE GRAMMY!!! HE SAID "I LOVE MA FANS, Y'ALL MEAN EVERYTHING TO ME!"

"He doesn't know any of you. How can you mean *stupid voice* "everything" to him?"

Both my close friends looked at me like I was some kind of alien. Yes, they were them crazy ass fangirls that you'd find in their fav's bin looking for licked yogurt lids. Me? psh, I don't care one bit about this Bruno guy, I mean, I like his music but I bet he's just one of those cocky, spoilt idiots like most famous people are. All of this "I love my fans" thing is obviously an act to get more promotion for album sales and all that.

"Melissa, he'll know me one day, when I walk down that isle and--"

"Naa Jess, it's gonna be me walking down the isle to Bruno, you stick to Dre."

"Who's Dre?"

"Melissa, please. Tomorrow you're going to be in the same town he freaking lives in and you don't even know who his bodyguard is!     Btw, stay away from Dre, he'll crush you with his finger."

I just sat back and watched both my "friends" laugh at the fact that I didn't know anything about Bruno Mars. Shortly after, i realised I was leaving for L.A tomorrow.. My work experience is happening there! Aaaaah a whole year in L.A! Better than this dump under a big black cloud, also known as England.

I got up from my friend's bed, which had a duvet of Bruno Mars on... Obviously, grabbed my things and said my goodbyes to my friends.

"I'm gonna miss you soooo much Mel! Don't forget to call me when you meet Bruno!!"

"Haha, mate, he doesn't look like the type of guy to leave his house and come meet fans, it's all for the camera's." I said as I left the room, or as I like to call it "The Bruno Mars death trap". I swear EVERY SINGLE ITEM in that room is Bruno related.

"AND DON'T FORGET TO TELL HIM TO TWEET ME.. REMEMBER MY NAME IS @iRepHernandez!!!!!" shouted Jessica, I just pretended I didn't hear and slammed the front door behind me.

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"DON'T WAKE ME UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP HAHAHOWOWAHWAH" I fell out of my bed, rolled over and shut Chris Brown up by clicking "dismiss" on the alarm on my phone. WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING SETTING THAT AS MY ALARM TONE?!

I ran into the bathroom to freshen up and sort myself out for breakfast, I couldn't help but shake and rush. I AM GOING TO BE IN L.A IN A MATTER OF HOURS!

"My girl's finally growing up. Going to L.A and starting a life there"

"Mum, don't try and act all emotional. I'm going there for a year, calm down."

"Yeah I know that, I just wanted to act like all them other Mums and pretend I care" She said this whilst grinning. I knew she cared about me leaving for a year, but she doesn't "beg" off her children. I like her that way.

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"Passengers from England to Los Angles start boarding on the plane now. Repeat, passenge--"

FINALLY, my plane's here! Realistically I've been waiting for it for about 2 hours; but it felt like 2 days! I hugged my Mum tight, took my suitcases and ran towards the plane like I'd just been shot and the plane was a hospital

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I AM IN L.A. I AM IN L.A. I AM IN L.A. Is this real life?!?! Everything looks so unreal, even the sky... THERE'S NO CLOUDS... I knew I didn't have to pack all them spare umbrellas.

"Can you believe I'm in L.A mate?! Me? I know man madness."

"Like dude, what are you saying? Your accent is hilarious!"

Erm. Why am I talking to this taxi driver man, just get me to my hous-- O..M..G!!! THERE IT IS!!!!!!!!

"OMG OMG OMG, IT'S THIS ONE, 7977.. THAT'S MY HOUSE NUMBER, MY HOUSE. MY HOUSE!"

"Okay girl! Calm down, I know where I drop you off! Now that'll be 30 dollars."

I threw nearly all of my money from my purse at him. It was British money, like £20, I didn't care if it was more or less of the price, I just wanted to be with my house!

WOAH, the house was HEAVEN!!!!! A bricked mansion with amazing lights that surrounded the walls, a pool, a garden.. Importantly, it was all protected by an amazing, rich looking brick wall that looked so unbreakable! I felt so protected.

I heard a sound behind me, it sounded a bit like a car, I glanced over my shoulder to see a Range Rover being driven right to me, at a speed; I don't even think they allow on motorways!! I jumped out of the way and hit the ground

*BABOOMHASYDHSJHDESKLDUHWKASDCG HXJDS KDH JKSD BJLKCCKJ*

I looked up and seen hell on Earth. The Range Rover had smashed into my oh so "unbreakable" brick wall. Is this really happening? The FIRST freaking day, a car crashed into my house, not even a fire.

A small, built man climbed out of the car with a confused, shocked look on his face. He saw me still on the floor, walked over to me and dragged me up.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DO YOU CALL THIS FUCKERY?!!?!?! THIS IS MY NEW HOUSE, BRAND FREAKING NEW AND YOU HAVE JUST SMASHED YOUR CAR INTO MY WALL, ARE YOU A MENTAL MANIAC?! HAVE YOU JUST ESCAPED FROM REHAB OR SOMETHI--"

The guy just stood there and laughed at my reaction.

"WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?! OMG YOU BETTER GET YOUR FREAKING WALLET OUT AND PAY FOR THIS COS I CAN'T EVEN FUC--"

He put his finger on my lip, now if I must say.. This finger smelt very nice, of Cocoa Butter to be precise. Anyway, he placed it on my lip and looked at me in the eyes. It was only then when I realised, it was that Bruno Mars guy that my friends die over!

"I'm very sorry for this" He couldn't help himself from giggling but he was trying to act serious. "I will fix this I promise. Call me Bruno the Fixer." He winked after he said his little "speech".. If he was expecting me to swoon at that, he's got another thing coming!

"I don't care who you are. You better fix this, or I will take things further." I tried to act all professional as I was here for work experience, really, I wanted to break into tears... That wall meant a lot to me man.

"Baby! It's already sorted! I just need your number so I can call you to get it fixed! I've got this powerful friend that sorts things like this out!"

"I'm only giving you my number because I need you to fix this wall, so don't get all excited now. And who's your "powerful friend" batman? Psh."

Bruno looked at me like I was some kind of kid, grinned and got back into his car.

When I walked into the gate of my house, i realised how stupid that last comment was, ew, what the hell. Anyway, I've got a house to look at, forget "Bruno maniac Mars".