White Lies | All American

fifteen

The weekend had arrived, Haiden and her father separately pulling up to the Baker home.

The pair followed the campaign crew to the door, not speaking a word to each other.

Haiden was still upset about him overstepping while Billy was angry that she wouldn't reveal the pedophile's identity.

"Hey, Angie. What are you doing here? I told you to cancel the shoot, the campaign's over." Laura stated once she opened the door.

"I called her. You guys can set up." Olivia said.

Angie nodded, guiding her crew to the backyard while Laura looked to her children for an explanation.

"Look, we're not letting you give up, okay? Not for dad."

"Not for anyone. We win as a family, just like you said. Now, is this relatable enough, Mom?" Jordan asked, holding up a black tie.

"Yes." She whispered, smiling.

"Love you, Mom."

Haiden felt her mother's tears hit her shoulder as they hugged.

Once the crew was set up, Angie discussed their approach and styling of the photos.

"Thank you guys for doing this." Billy said as they got into position.

"We're not doing it for you." Jordan stated, standing next to him.

"Just try to look natural, happy.." Angie instructed.

"Oh, we'll try." Jordan whispered.

Haiden quietly chuckled, looking to the camera.

For the next few hours, the family changed outfits, posed differently and performed many retakes due to the bright flash catching one of them off guard most times.

By the end, the family had agreed on a collage of pictures. Laura and the twins disappeared back into their rooms, Haiden and Billy taking their cue to leave.

The teenager hung out with Zuna for the remainder of the day until it was time for a low-key party they'd found.

"Wassup, boy!" Chris grinned, fist bumping his teammate.

"Wassup!" Cam returned the grin, mugging when he saw Zuna.

"You want this?" Zuna offered Haiden the blunt, glaring at Cam.

Haiden grabbed the blunt, inhaling before violently coughing.

"What the hell is in this?" She finally asked once her lungs had calmed.

"Rose petals, lavender and I think chamomile."

"You think? You think, Zuna?"

Zuna laughed.

"Chill! It won't hurt you, the herbs are actually good for you."

"It sounds like you're trying to convince me to do crack."

"Compared to how much you've been smoking, I might run the idea by you."