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Liz POV

"Fernaz School of music is literally my dream! It has like all the famous producers as board of their school. Even fucking Lara Syn went there!" Liv gasped.

I chuckled at her cuteness. "Why don't you apply?" I looked from my mirror to the FaceTime called.

Her jaw was ajar as she stared back at me with a look of disbelief, "Why don't I apply she says? HAVE YOU NOT BEEN LISTENING TO ME. Even if by some miracle I actually get in how the fuck would I even pay for it?"

I bit my lip and bent to pick out a shoes to wear to the brunch with my grandma. "Let's focus on getting you in then we'll deal with that."

She snorted just as I stood. I picked up the phone resting it against my floor so I could put on my shoes. "You do realize i go to Sander Public school right?"

I nodded, "Yeah but you can use my mom as a reference." She went quiet. I glanced up to her to make sure she's still there. "You okay?"

"Your mom barely even knows me she wouldn't let me use her as a reference."

I pulled my legs up so I could wrap my arms around them, "She knows you. She'll be happy to help." I paused as a thought occurred to me.

Grandma.

She was well known for her contributions to music, arts and literature. Having her as a reference would be very helpful.

"My grandma."

"Liz your grandma worst doesn't know me."

I hummed, "True. Come to brunch."

Her brown eyes narrowed at me, "do I look brunch material?"

I rolled my eyes, "Come. I'll get you her reference." She sighed but agreed, "Meet me at the country club."

"Liz you do realize I don't drive right?"

I stood just as my door burst open. Poppy poked her head through the door. "Grandmother is ready!"

"Okay leave me alone now!" She rolled her eyes and left. Poppy was my ten years old cousin. All the extra packages were because her, her younger three years old sister -Paisley- and also my baby nephew were also staying the weekend.

I looked to my phone seeing an amused Liv. "Be ready in twenty minutes. I'll pick you up. This is what I'm wearing!"

I pulled the phone back showing her my sweatshirt, jeans and docs.

"Be ready! I gotta go now."

After saying good bye I made my way downstairs. All grandma, Poppy and Pais were there all waiting for me.

"Finally!" Poppy jumped up from her chair at the island. There is nothing worst than ten years olds I swear.

I rolled my eyes at her but grandma spoke up before I could say anything to her, "Elizabeth dear is that what you want to wear to brunch?" She asked standing up to look me over.

My grandma was a white rich lady. One that disapproved of later trends and would clutch her pearls. Literally clutch it.

I looked down to my outfit, "What's wrong with it?"

She raised a brow, "Dear-"

"Grandma we don't have time to disapprove of her outfit. I'm starving," Poppy interjected

Can't believe I'm actually grateful for her right now but fuck I am. We all made our way outside to the parking lot. The only two cars that were there were my car and the car they came in yesterday.

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