Ugh.We’re in Columbia again.We’ve been here 23 time now.I’m so bored.Mom’s out for interviews.Dad is in New York and won’t be back until next month.I’m going to call mom.”Hi,mom,” I say.”Hi, sweetie.Please hurry you interrupted me in this interview but,please continue.”answered mom.”Mom,can I please go out with my friends?” I ask.”Sure,but be back by 5:00 I’ll be home by 5:30.Your dad is coming home just for tonight.So,pick up after yourself and tell Millie the maid to cook dad’s favorite dish.”said mom.”Okay,but…Nevermind bye! I love you!”I said,then hung up.I went to the mall with my friends.My hand was sore.Signing autographs is a REAL pain.To be honest,I was kind of tired of my fame.I had done nothing.I had done nothing.I am famous because of my parents.Dad was home for dinner and mom was home early!I was so happy.After dinner I told my parents the problem with my followers.They said they had trouble at first too,but as I got older I would be fine with it.I sighed and went to bed.I thought about what they said.Maybe it will be fine and turn out okay.