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PLEASE READ. WARNING!!
Trigger ⚠️ kinda?...this chapter contains Tourette's; Tourette Syndrome. If you have them or anxiety tics then it might trigger for anything to happen, if you're bold then you can read it, but if you want to skip you can. There will be signs of (⚠️ ) start and end.

I should've mention in the damn description but I'm remembering now, yes, Aviana has Tourette's.
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Aviana's POV

I've been going a little crazy this morning, thinking of everything I have to get done today. Just a few more outfits and then I won't have to worry, six in total to be exact. Those are going to take abundance of hours, actually, I woke up in the middle of the night...well morning...and started working on two.

Not that either of them are finished, for the most part I just have my body measured and length.

I caught Brandon leaving in the morning too, he stays here sometimes but that was his last visit unless it's going to be with Kelsey because he has to take care of her, which I understand. I'm not really used to being completely alone, it's just scary. Especially when you're a young female.

But that's okay, I'm getting my doggies back in a few days. Their in training, four big ass cane corso's. Besides the point.

"Now, what else do I have to do?" I asked myself out loud, tapping the side of my cheek with my right hand and index finger.

Clean. How great.

Making outfits on a dirty floor is not the best idea, even with the tiniest speck of dust that can ruin an outfit.

I walked over to my kitchen and opened the cabinet, and just as I was about to grab the supplies to clean my phone started ringing. I groaned in annoyance before jogging all the way up the stairs and running through my hallway for it.

"Hello?" I questioned in a slight pant, putting the phone on speaker and seeing Maddie's name. She's one of my best friends. "Hey, I really need your help, like now." She stated immediately, I chuckled quietly, already knowing what it is. "Yeah?"

I heard her take a deep sigh before speaking, "I have a date with Kenny, but I'm dying over what to wear! I've even tried going through my closet last night to try and figure out what to wear," I can just hear the desperate pout on her face.

"Right, come over. Bring your wardrobe with you," I couldn't tell you how many times she'd asked me to help pick out an outfit for a date. "I love you, this is why you're my favorite person." She hung up the phone before we could exchange any other words, I think she would know I'd scold her if her date is early, better not be.

In the mean time, I headed back down the stairs, with my phone this time...and grabbed a few paper towels and some gloves to and all the supplies, starting with mopping.

I had to open the backyard door once the chemicals were getting to me, but I got all of the first floor done before Maddie got here.

Pretty proud of how fast I finished, took me a couple minutes for how big this damn house is.

I set up my phone on my piano and sat on the chair next to it, my book which is a special one to where I just write random shit in there, not that I make songs for most of my time, but I absolutely love singing so I choose to write when I get the chance.

I went on instagram live once I flipped to a certain page, "hi guys! Okay..look, I know I rarely sing on here but if you guys want me to start doing it then I will." I started off, letting out a nervous sigh, I always get shy once I share things like this. I don't know how singers do this without feeling nothing except excitement.

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