Chanel Martinez-McAllister is an aspiring lawyer. Wanted to follow in her father's footsteps. She does the work and makes the grades white still managing an active social life. Her and her two best friends are loved by everyone always friendly, but...
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T.W. - Mention of Rape
I woke up to the sound of laughter. I instantly recognize my parents' voices, but not the third's. I decide to get ready before going down for breakfast so I can make a good impression on the stranger downstairs definitely not wanting them to see me in an over sized ratty t-shirt . I take a quick shower, brush my teeth, and do my skin care routine. After drying off I put on my undergarments and quickly get dressed and do makeup. I opt for light makeup today, only using concealer, blush, highlighter, and bronzer. I let my brown hair fall down my back in its natural brown waves. I put on a black graphic-tee and black biker shorts tucking the shirt into my bar to show off my figure more. I pair it with silver jewelry before heading downstairs.
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I walk into the kitchen surprised to only see my mother washing dishes in the sink.
"Good morning mama," I say, kissing her forehead.
"Good morning mija" she replies, placing a plate of chilaquiles on the table
A big grin spreads across my face. I absolutely adore my mothers cooking, after all it is what she does for a living. She's catered for huge celebrity weddings and social events. She also has a cute little diner here in LA. Cooking was her passion and she was damn good at it.
"Gracias, mama" I thank "Oh! Ma was there somebody here this morning? I could have sworn I heard voices."
"Oh! Yes, one of your fathers old colleagues came by."
"Why?" I ask with a mouth full of food
She smacks the back of my head "What have I told you about talking with your mouth full?"
"Anyways" she says pushing some coffee my way "He's here for you actually, papa called him"
"Wha-"
"Just hurry up and eat so you can go see what he wants mija" she says pitching my cheek
