Maybe the air here. It wakes me up and forces a smile onto my face as I roll over in the plush comforter. I left the balcony doors open so the breeze exhales and cools my room. I slip out of bed with an aching stomach, I didn't eat much last night but I'm used to waking up hungry. The guys didn't go to sleep until like four last night so I assume that's the reason for the calm quietness of the house. They must be sleeping.
I go throw my new clothes until I find an over-sized oatmeal colored sweater and throw it over my pajamas. The floor is freezing to the touch of my toes so I pick a pair of thick knit socks in a similar color that go up to my thighs. The creeks open as I lightly push it with my finger tips. I glide across the floor to the long staircase and step down to the kitchen. Surprisingly, the glass I left shattered on the floor has been cleaned up along with the water. Thank you, Cameron.
Hearing a sharp and long ring from the door is the only thing that brings me away from spot on the floor. I look up and through the hallway and see shadows waiting outside the door as I walk closer to the entrance. Should I really answer the door? It's not really my house. Is it? I find myself opening the door and finding three beautiful women standing in front of me. One is blonde, and the two others are brunets, in fact they look like sisters. "Hi," the taller brunet says.
"Hi..." I say uneasily being extremely intimidated by these girls that are probably models.
"I'm Kendall, this is Kylie and this is Stassie." She introduces the brunet then the blonde.
"Umm, nice to meet you." I smile and wait in the doorway still confused.
"And you are?" Kylie asks.
"Oh, right, I'm Josie." I say smiling a little and squinting from the bright sun.
"I bet Sammy brought you home," Kendall says grinning. "Am I right?"
"Oh God, no!" I say and realize that I have to actually sleep with him in a week.
"No I think she's with Kian." Stassie says.
"I bet she's with Nash, Stass." Kylie remarks.
"Oh shut up!"Stassie throws back.
"So wait how do you know the guys?" Kendall asks.
I think of a quick lie, "Ohh, umm we go way back."
"With who? I've never seen you before in my life."
"Uhh Jack and Jack. Yeah."
"So you're from Omaha?" Stassie asks me.
"Sure...."
"Oh, cool, so are you like living with them now?"
"Unfortunately," I say too honestly. Thankfully they take it as a joke and laugh.
"Sooo, are you their girlfriends?" I ask.
Stassie bites her lip and bates her fake lashes, "It's complicated."
"We're all just friends."
"Do you want to come in?" I ask them, trying to be more polite more than I really want to right now. "The guys are all asleep though."
"Oh did you get that massive room with the balcony and the huge bathroom and closet?" One of them asks me as they all step inside.
"Umm, I guess."
"God they have been preparing that room for someone I guess it's you."
"Guys, we're gonna miss my hair appointment, the guys were supposed to be ready." Stassie whines.

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Fanfiction"Baby Girl" The name I was given. Not by my mother or father. But the person who owned me. He owned her and she had me so now he owns me. That lasted almost seventeen years. Then he sold me. Now I'm "Baby Girl" to eight different guys.