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I go to my room, open the dresser, and grab the gift ribbon with the bow on it. I still have this ribbon from Christmas, when I was wrapping Christmas presents for my family. I put the puppy on the dresser and tied the ribbon around his neck.

The doorbell rings. I put the dog on the floor and went to answer the door. As it turned out, it was the mailman who had brought me the new issue of «Celebrities of Hollywood» magazine.

I jump up on the bed and open the first page: «Charlie Oliver got kicked out of the club again». This news doesn't surprise me at all. I've seen a couple of movies with Charlie, but over time I haven't watched him in any way, and now the only thing I know about him is this: Charlie is a scandalous actor in Hollywood.

The day flew by and it started to get dark outside, and I grabbed the dog and headed to Bella's birthday party. I'm wearing navy blue pants, a white shirt, and I've got my sweatshirt on top with a lock on it.

Knock-Knock-Knock.

The door opens and Bella appears. The dark brown shadows emphasized the expressiveness and depth of her eyes. Her eyebrows and lips were slightly highlighted. She was wearing a beige dress, and her hair was neatly done on her head. I can't take my eyes off of her.