𝐶𝐴𝑀𝐸𝑅𝐴𝑆 －𝑁𝐴𝐻𝑂𝑌𝐴 𝐾.

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Love Nwantiti (acoustic) || CKay || (Now playing)

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TRIGGER WARNING: Nahoya falling in love, Baji

Proceed at your own risk.

Makayla

Did Aki just ask me if I wanted to go on vacation with her? I've never been on a trip before, but I've always wanted to.

"I...I would love to," I respond, smiling at her. I know my mom would never let me go, but maybe if I behave, she might reconsider.

"Great, I'll tell my mom! We're going to have so much fun! Should I invite the twins?"

"The twins?!"

* . °•★|•°∵ ∵°•|☆•° . *

As I snuck back in through my window, I was surprised that my mom wasn't there waiting for me. Though I guess that's a good thing; I'm glad she decided not to check up on me.

I changed into my pajamas, and got into bed. I can't shower, because it's late and it'll wake up my parents. I guess I'll just have to shower in the morning.

**

Morning came quicker than it should've. I got up earlier than usual to take a shower. I guess I should take my time getting ready since my mom's taking me to school. I know for a fact that she won't be getting up until the last minute, so there's no point in rushing.

After showering, I got dressed and made some breakfast for everyone. I have to be on my best behavior if I want any chance at going to the beach with Aki and the twins.

I'm wearing a black tank top with ripped jeans. Pretty basic, but these are the same clothes I've had since seventh grade.

By the time everyone is finished eating, it's 7:50 in the morning, meaning school starts in ten minutes.

I stand up and grab my bag, signaling I was ready to go. As I walk to the door, my mom shoots me a look.

"What is it?" I ask, referring to the look she's giving me.

"Are you really going to school dressed like...that?"

I look down at my outfit. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"

"It makes you look like a slut. As much as it pains me to say that to you, it's true. I laid out an outfit for you on your bed."

I refrain from rolling my eyes, and go upstairs to my room. Sure enough, there was an outfit laying on my bed. It was a white shirt with a pink skirt and a tan jacket. Seriously, mom?

I put on the outfit. She also set out a pair of white shoes and some accessories. By the time I finished putting on everything she set out for me, school had already started.

I uncomfortably walked down the stairs where my mom was waiting.

"Aww, you look so cute! Now let me style your hair and makeup."