Vespine: a woman who doesn't metal in other people's business, and hates it when anyone metals in her's
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Trinity's pov
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Hey, I'm Trinity, the "Mom" of the group. Now, unlike the other girls I actually believe this is me. I'm very confident, outgoing, and athletic. I met Grace in my junior year of high school when I complimented her in the hallway, and we sort of became friends then. Soon after getting to know each other, Grace introduced me to her cousin, Kaylynn, and after awhile they introduced me to Ivory. Now let's get into the story.
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Tuesday, April 2, 2019
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8 am
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I woke up to the sun already up and burning my eyes. I decided to be productive and workout. After my workout, I showered and got changed into this:By the time I was done it was around 9 am, so I went downstairs and saw Grace cooking.
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10 am
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"Did you finish your set of paperwork for Amelia?" I said to Grace
"Yeah, I finished it this morning, and it took forever. What about you?" Grace replied back to me
"Yeah, I finished it last night, but I swear, if Ivory makes me help her with this project, I'm going to blow a fuse" I stated
Ivory pipped in from the corner, "Hey I'm not that bad"
"True. I don't know how Grace gets through Kaylynn's work" I say shaking my head
"You don't wanna know" Grace said
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Noon
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By now everyone is awake and downstairs except Kaylynn.
"So whose waking up Kaylynn" I said jokingly
"Not it" Ivory stated quickly
"Not it" I followed
"Plan my funeral" Grace said dramatically while placing her hand over her forehead
"Just get up there" I said
"Fine fine I'm going" Grace said as she walked upstairs to Kaylynn's room
I hear Grace scream from upstairs, "Mach deinen arsch hoch" (Get your ass up)
"I don't want to know what she just said" Ivory said to me
"Yeah, some things are better left unknown" I replied
Soon after, Grace walks back downstairs after slamming Kaylynn's door
"See you're not dead" I said while smiling to Grace
"I might as well be" Grace said
Slowly after, Kaylynn walked down the stairs into the kitchen being led by the smell of food
"Took ya long enough" Grace stated sarcastically
"Fick dich" (Fuck you) Kaylynn replied
"I think there should be a rule in the house where you can't speak German" I said bluntly
"Nein" (No) Kaylynn stated looking her right in the eye while I flipped her off
"I'm very uncomfortable with the energy we've created in the studio today" Ivory pipped in from the corner
"I love y'all but shut up and eat" Grace said
Then everyone listened and dived into the delicious breakfast Grace made them
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3 pm
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A phone call startled me from the show I was watching, so I pause the show and answer the call.
"Hello?" I questioned
"Hey, Trinity it's Amelia"
"Hey Amelia. What's up?" I said back to her
"I need you and the girls to meet me at Chipotle in 20 minutes. I just sent you the location" she replied
After looking up the chipotle on google maps, I replied to Amelia
"You need us to be there in 20 minutes? We live 30 minutes away, Amelia" I stated
"Exactly, so get moving cause you're meeting another band" Amelia said sassily and ending the call after
"Bitch" I whispered to myself and shortly after yelling, "Band meeting in the living room"
Soon everyone rushed down the stairs into the living room and sat on the couch
"What's the emergency, you got a stick up your ass or something" Grace said
"Yeah you woke me up from my nap" Kaylynn whined while fake pouting
"Oh poor baby Kaylynn" I stated while rolling her eyes "Now" I continued "Management just called me, and said we need to meet in a Chipotle in 20 minutes, that's 30 minutes away, to meet another band. So, like go get ready!"
"Yes ma'am" they all stated while fake saluting running up the stairs while I stay downstairs and wait for them to be ready. Soon after everyone comes piling down the stairs, we get ready to leave.
I guess it's time to meet this mystery band.
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A/N: We finally finished the character intos. Hope you enjoyed the book so far and the characters! Author-chan out!
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