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ic: Tomer ran a hand through his slightly gelled up brown hair, closing his eyes and releasing a deep sigh the flight from Israel to Hawaii had been grueling. He had been met at every stop by swarms of paparazzi, not to mention the ones on the plane and the trip was now just a blur of camera flash. Tomer had never thought, when entering the competition, that he would actually be accepted to come to Hawaii. After all, he believed his family didn't have such great luck. But that was fine, because he was here now and he opened his eyes as he pushed through the resort's double doors, trying his best to smile and examining the room inconspicuously.[/size]
