"The biggest player in the entire universe."

"So basically, I'm not supposed to tell anyone that I'm related to the Benedicts or it'll be a breach of the agreement, and would lead to Mrs. Benedict targeting my family," I finished my ten-minute-long story.

I flung up my hands, "That's it."

William frowned, "I can't believe Mrs. Benedict would do something like that, and to think I really liked her too."

Lucas rolled his eyes, "You like all celebrities, Will."

William spun in her chair, "That's true! They're so fake, I love it!"

This girl is so weird.

I furrowed my brows, "You like celebrities because they're fake?" She nodded and continued to spin in the chair.

"From their toes to their hair, inside and outside...fake fake fake," she continued while giggling. William took up a make-up brush and pushed me down in the chair, "Being a celebrity is easy, all you have to do is be fake on the inside and the outside."

"Fake on the inside and the outside," I muttered.