Evan's p.o.v.
I woke up hearing Devon scream in excitement? I groaned as I got out of bed and made my way downstairs and into the living room where everyone else was. My eyes grew slightly when the first thing I saw was Devon jumping up and down for God knows what reason. Well, now I'm awake. "What's wrong with you?" I asked as I walked passed him. He ignored me and showed Drake and Jordan an envelope. That's when they too started shouting and jumping.
Michael came down, rubbing his head. He took a moment to scan the room and make sure no one was injured before saying, "All of you shut up, please." He then walked into the kitchen.
"Open it! Open it!" Seth and Todd yelled.
Michael came back with a cup of coffee. "Why are you all of a sudden happy?" Michael asked as he made his way to me and gave me a kiss on the head before sitting next to me. I gave him a small, tired smile as I stayed seated on the arm of the couch.
"Look!" Devon said as he practically shoved the letter in Michael's face.
"No way." Michael said after his eyes adjusted to the paper in front of his face.
Okay, now I feel like this is a huge secret and I'm feeling left out. "What?"
Michael chuckled a bit as he held the letter, scanning over it, and placing his coffee mug on the table. "They got an interview with Hot New Music." Michael explained.
"So, what's the big deal?" I asked, annoyed.
"Remember last time we had an interview?" Todd asked.
"Yeah, and?" I asked.
"Well, remember that Drake acted up and offended the female interviewer and a bunch of our fans." Jordan explained and then glared at Drake who only shrugged innocently.
"And your point?" I asked, giggling a bit as I remembered.
"The point is we weren't allowed to go to other interviews because of Drake's stupid stunt, but now we can. Not to mention, getting an interview with Hot New Music!" Seth said and grew even more excited toward the end of his sentence.
I rolled my eyes. "Why would they want to interview you guys? You're not new and you're definitely not hot, so why you?" I insulted them. I got the most dirtiest looks ever.
"Why don't you shut your little bitchy-"
"Devon! Knock it off." Michael warned as he handed the paper to Drake and Todd who were reaching for it. Devon didn't speak, but he did continue to hurt me with his cruel brown eyes. "When is it?" He then asked.
"Tomorrow." Devon answered.
"Really? Tomorrow?" He questioned as he sipped his coffee again. "I guess that works." He sighed softly afterward and continued to sip at his coffee.
"Why? What were you doing tomorrow?" Jordan asked.
"Something with Chad?" Drake commented with an, ooh.
Michael rolled his eyes and walked into the kitchen and I was quick to follow. "So how'd you sleep?" He asked as he leaned on the counter, facing me. I hated that he always knew when someone was sneaking up on him.
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Does It Ever Get Better? (On Hold. Again. I'm Sorry)
אקראיEvan is a 13 year old girl trying to live in her shitty life, I mean between her 6 annoying older brothers and bullys at school, not to mention not having any parents. She's misunderstood and no one wants her around. So she started cutting as a way...
