Mark's P.O.V
I still stood behind a house and observed her, how she went into the house that their was apparently not. Then I went to me at home. My head was full of questions. Why didn't she know who I am? Didn't she hear ever of me? In Boston I'm famous and everybody know me. Probably she comes from another country. I put my glasses and the cap over the head, so that nobody recognized me. Thought-lost looked I on the ground and equivalent again to the left, where I saw myself in 'Calvin Klein' underwear. My model time was over, music I actually also stopped. Now I wanted to come in the moviebuisness far. Honestly said I was a little disappointed that she didn't know who I am. But perhaps it is also an advantage. I pulled from my thoughts as I girls heard screaming.
"That's Mark", they screamed.
They came to me, I gave them autographs and we made photos. But the only one I was interessed in was SHE.
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Are You Mine?
FanfictionJessica was sent by her mother a year to America, to make there an exchange year. But the 18 years old girl is just bored until she meets the 22 years old Mark Wahlberg. She has never heard of him... is that a problem?
