The Millionaire's

　　When I woke up the next morning, Austin was back in the bed soundly sleeping facing away from me. I was hella bored but I didn't feel like getting out of bed just yet, so I reached over and grabbed his tablet off the nightstand, headphones coming along

　　with it already plugged in. I unlocked it by drawing the pattern and a webpage came up instantly.

　　It was one of those stupid Hollywood Life gossip sites. I liked watching the stuff, hated reading it though. I hated this website in general. The 'reporters' were total pricks who more often than not had the whole story wrong. To be...