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Logan's POV As we walk out of Jennifer's house, the reporters are going crazy. The cameras are flashing, and they keep screaming questions at us. Jennifer and I ignore them as I do not want to spoil our day. As we get into my car, I see a few of the reporters and paparazzi following us. I am used to them, but not in this way. They are all over us, no matter how hard I try to shake them. Jen has a smile on her lips as she looks at me. "Welcome to my world," She says. "Wow, so everywhere you go, they follow you all the time?" I ask. "Not all the time, sometimes when my life is boring they will leave me alone for a couple of days, but if I take my dogs for a walk, they will follow me, or if they see me with a friend, they will follow me. I can hardly leave my house and go to the shops