3.Motherfucker

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Lacy's POV

And once again that bitch surpassed me in the BillBoard ranking. Her song "Older" in first place and mine "Salvatore" in second.

What a stupid bitch! I will never ever understand this stupid hype!! People are being brain-washed or something?!

It's so fucking annoying! I gotta come up with a better song.

"Hey, listen, i'm sorry I forgot to warn you that Olivia was coming the other day at the studio. Also, it's ok, you'll get another hit soon, you're an amazing singer too, darling." My dad says sitting on the couch next to me on our big living room.

"Yeah it's fine. And i know! I'm a bigger singer than her!! I'm an amazing real honest fun songwriter! And she's an annoying stupid and fake bitch!" I sigh.

"Hey! Manners! She's my client! And I'm the one who helps her write her songs! She's amazing as well- alright! You gotta stop with that stupid competitiveness, Lacy! That's not how me and your mother raised you!" He raises his voice to me and I get up rolling my eyes.

"If you say so." I grumble.

"Where are going, Lacy! I haven't finished talking!" He says mad, looking at me as I walk away to my bedroom.

"Well..I have. So if you'll excuse me dad, I'll go to my bedroom to have some peace of mind."

I close the door of my bedroom and lay in my king bed with white sheets with red hearts all around when I decide to call Nessa through face time.

She picks up with an oil massage mask on her face. It's hilarious.

"Hi, you look gorgeus." I joke.

"I know sweetie!" She laughs. "Anyway what's up?"

"Well..you know how next week is Paris Fashion Week starting? So do you want to come with me?"

"Of course! Are you kidding! I've been all week nervous to ask you about it! Gosh I want to go so badly!" She says super excited.

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"I can't believe we're in fucking Paris! Europe! I've never been to Europe!" Nessa yells excited as we're on a big black car with opaque windows that is driving us to our hotel.

"Really? I've never been to Paris either but I've seen the italy sea already and it's mesmerizing!" I brag about it. "How much long is this drive going to take? It's already 1pm! I have a schedule that I can't break!" I shout to the driver.

"Sorry, Paris is one of the big cities with the most traffic ever! You might want to get used to it, Miss." He says while looking at the road.

"Yeah, I'm not accepting that. Drive fast. Be clever than the others." I explain.

"What an asshole." I say to Nessa and she just sighs.

"Don't worry, we still have plenty of time, Lacy."

"Hope so. I can't be late for the first event!" I make it clear.

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Olivia's POV

I'm in 2row as my eyes can't stop looking at all the amazing mannequins and their beautifull clothes.

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