...caller. Though it wasn't announced, to keep the answer secert, they walked away with some consolation prize still, but not the grand prize which made my heart race more. As time went on, I clenched my phone in anticipation. Just when I was about to lose hope and hang up I heard the presenter on the phone and radio. "Who's on the line?", the presenter asked My heart stoped, my eyes widened as I tried to gather my words. "Laura", I sqeeked. "Hi Laura, are you the tenth caller to know the answer the question that will win you the grand prize, to meet the mystery celebrity tonight for one night only. AND to go on stage with that celebrity during his preformance?" "Yes", I squealed. "So what is it?", he asked. Silence, my mind knew the answer, but was making connections. I had been a fan of this celebrity since before he hit it big. I was disspointed in some things he did, but admired his talent and looks still. I followed him on twitter, fanned him on facebook. I pretty much stalked him everywhere. So I knew the answer. I knew three weeks ago, Chris Brown, or Brizzy as I call him had said on twitter in so many words that he...
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