I stood there thinking of what to do. On one hand I DID owe it to my stupid cousin but if I do do it I could become America's most hated or laughed at women, depending on how the media saw it.
My phone vibrates in my back pocket, alerting me that I have a message. I take my phone out of my jeans and unlock the screen.
"Dude, where are you?! The children are getting inpatient and Nick's about to leave! Hurry!" - S
I sigh, guess my question's answered now.
"Sorry, coming. But remember, you're in charge of the media. If this screws me up, your ass is mine!" - K
The take a deep breath, mess up my already unruly hair, and fix my blue sweater.
I walk up the fancy marble stairs of Anderson inc. and burst through the doors to meet my cousin and my two black children who aren't technically mine.
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A/N: HEY GUYS MY ITALICS AND MY BOLD FONT DON'T WORK FOR SOME REASON SO SORRY BUT I JUST WANTED TO SAY THANK YOU FOR READING AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE RIDE!!!! I DON'T CARE IF YOU COMMENT BUT I WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE AT LEAST ONE VOTE, THANK YOU!!! BTW THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A STORY IN A LONG TIME SO PLZ CUT ME SOME SLACK! I LOVE YOU ALL<3 <3<3
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