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✿︎ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 her cereal sat untouched in front of her. "Do we really have to physically sit for our portraits? Can't she just like, look at a picture on her phone or something?" Jere asked as Steven hovered over his shoulder. Jeremiah turned to face the Conklin boy, "Okay, get out." Jere told him. Steven laughed. "What? Why?" He asked.

"She needs to see you in the flesh in order to capture your essence. While you're still young and full of hope." The Conklin woman explained, eyed glued to the computer screen.

The three teens laughed, looked up from the computer. "Her words." she said. Charlotte  scooped some of her cereal onto her spoon and swallowed it. "Yeah, well, Conrad does not have hope, actually. He's hopeless." Charlotte said with her mouth full of cereal. "But my hangover smoothie, it cures all." Jeremiah said. "Can confirm, lifesaving." Charlotte exclaimed, making Steven laugh. "Can you please just hurry up?" Conrad called from the couch.

"Just go back to bed, alright?." Jeremiah said as Steven started leaning over his shoulder. "Alright, seriously, Steven. Get out." Jeremiah said, spinning around and pushing the boy away. "Aw, come on." Steven laughed. "This is a delicate science, and your heavy breathing is going to break the yolk." Jeremiah told him. "Okay, okay, okay."

"She hasn't painted you since you were little. I think that it'd be nice to have these portraits for when you're older." Laurel continued the discussion about the portraits. "Oh no, when I'm older, I'm sure there will be like...like holograms or something I can watch of myself, you know?"

Jeremiah turned the blender on and began blending the smoothie, scaring Conrad. "Just sit for your portraits. I don't see Conrad complaining." Laurel said, pointing at the eldest Fisher sibling. "He'll complain when he's conscious." Jeremiah told her, walking over to his brother with the smoothie in hand. "Hey, here." He handed the boy the disgusting-looking drink.

"Come on, man, hurry your ass up, alright. I can't be late for my first day of work." Steven said. "We won't. We're good." Jere reassured him as he walked back, giving Steven a high five. "Come, on man." The Conklin boy said as Jere passed him. "Those old country club boomers are gonna tip me so hard, man. They won't know what hit 'em."

"Steven, I swear." Laurel rolled her eyes. "What?" The boy asked. "Come on, Laurel. My boy's got to get that bread." Jeremiah said. "Thank you!" Steven exclaimed as Belly entered the kitchen. "Good morning." Jere greeted. "Belly, where've you been? Is that a bruise?" She asked, pushing back the girl's hair. "Uhm... I bumped into someone." she lied. "You bumped into someone?" Laurel asked. "Doesn't look that bad." Conrad said.

"Uh, cereal?" Jere asked the girl. "Yeah, hit me." She said, leaning on the counter. "Oh my god!" Susannah yelled from somewhere in the house. She came rushing into the room, holding a piece of paper. "Belly is going to be a debutante." Susannah said, hugging Belly. "It's really not that big of a deal."

"I'm sorry, Belly? Like, my sister? Like, that thing right there?" Steven asked. "Shut up, cretin." Belly rolled her eyes. "Okay, this is going to be so much fun. Just you wait. There's the tea, the auction, the ball, of course, the rehearsal. I got to write this down." Susannah listed. "We need to go shopping!" She gasped. "This sounds... expensive." Laurel said.

"Oh, don't worry, Laur, it's on me. It was my idea, after all, and we still need to style you for your book party, so." Susannah told her. "Belly, are you sure you want to do this? Doesn't seem, very you." Laurel said. "It's not." Conrad interjected from the couch. "Conrad, could you please be a little more supportive?"

"Now, which one of you is going to be Belly's escort to the ball?" the blonde woman asked the three boys. "Not me, knowing last year." Conrad told her. "Yeah, and I swore of balls." Jere said, making Steven and Charlotte  laugh. "Dances, dude, seriously, you too, Charlie?" He rolled his eyes. "Wow, guys, stop fighting over me." Belly joked. "Um, I'm not going with either of you. I am going to find my own date."