august 8th
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girl dummiespee pee
OH MY FUCKING GODdaytime kiss kiss
you actually have to be joking
oh my god.little one
WILLOW
WAKE
UPdaytime kiss kiss
WILLOOOOOOOOOOOWW
SHARKIE
HEY
HEY
HEYsharkie
oh my god
what.pee pee
CHECK INSTAGRAM RIGHT NOW.sharkie
what if i don't want to.little one
DUDE WE'RE NOMINATED FOR A
FUCKING VMApee pee
now why would you tell her
after that attitude she just gave
everyone????sharkie
ARE YOU SHITTING ME????!!daytime kiss kiss
NOsharkie
are we allowed to vote for ourselves??pee pee
goodnight.—————————————
"MAMAAAAAAAAA" willow yelled as she was running down the stairs.
"mhm?" taylor responded as the younger girl embraced her mom in a hug.
"IM NOMINATED FOR A VMA!" willow screamed.
"OH MY GOD WILLOW" taylor exclaimed as she picked up her daughter and screamed.
"this is my first nomination ever oh my god." willow said, putting her hands on her forehead, pacing around the kitchen. both of the girls phones started ringing.—————————————
gracie 💜
WILLOW OG MY GDO
DUDE
WERE BOTH NOMINATED
FOR VMAS
AND SO IS TAY
OH MY DGOS
WILLOW
WAKE
UP
HELLOOOOOOO
OH MY YDOODDIDHDHSHwillow 😘😘
IM COMING OVER
EEEEHEHEHEHEH—————————————
willow gave taylor a kiss on the cheek as she went outside to drive to her best friends house. gracie and willow have been friends since 2019, as they were the "biggest nepotism babies". though they of course never would have been able to make it this far without their parents being as famous as they were, it still hurt to think that people thought they didn't try hard.
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willow made it to her best friends house and walked in the hallway. she ran up the stairs after saying hi to weenie and taking off her shoes.
"GRACIEEEEEEE!!!" willow yelled as she bombarded into the girls room, flopping on the bed. gracie pulled her into a hug and started playing with her hair.
"i'm so proud of you sharkie." gracie said after a few seconds of silence.
"i'm even more proud of you." willow said, looking up at gracie.
"not possible." gracie said, getting the last word in. this was a very reoccurring argument between the girls that gracie always seemed to win.
the two girls went on their phones to check instagram to see their competition. willow and the boys were up against megan thee stallion, sza, and doja cat. she's fucked.
"hey, who's this reneé rapp girl?" gracie asked, breaking the silence.
"hm? i think i've heard of her before. i haven't listened to her music, though. i think that she's very pretty." willow said.
"please, you think every woman on earth is pretty." gracie remarked.
"yeah, and what about it?" willow said, jokingly. it was true. willow believed that everyone had beauty in them. even the people she didn't like.
willow looked the girl up on instagrams she had 100,000 followers, and a bunch of posts.
"oh my god are you stalking already? usually you wait a while until you go this insane." gracie said, looking over at the girls phone.
"shut up oh my god." willow said, turning off her phone, and burying her face in gracie's chest to hide the slight, but noticeable, pink tint on her face.

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