Rose's POV
"We could just have a sleepover? After all, there's no classes tomorrow" I suggested, hoping for them to agree.
"Yeah she's right.. and it's pretty dangerous to go home this late already.." Jimmy added.
"You're right.." Tara sat down.
"Just call your parents later and tell them the excuse." I shrugged.
"But there won't be any clothes for us to sleep in.." Wayne reacted.
"NAHH.. I have a lot of extra clothes including men clothes!!" I smiled widely.
"Awesome!" Wayne and Jimmy both expressed and hit their palms together.
Several minutes later after I showed the guys to the guest room upstairs, I went back to my bedroom, which was found three doors away from Wayne and Jimmy's.
There in my room I saw Tara, sitting on top of my bed. I don't want to brag but, I'm pretty sure that my bedroom looked amazing to anyone's eyes. It had a large space. My bed was large also and pink. The wallpapers were vintage. It had one chandelier hung up at the ceiling. The floor was covered with grey carpet but it looked neat and elegant! Of course the room had fresh cold air because of the air conditioner. But it was still incomplete for me because, my posters of 1D weren't posted on my wall.
I wasn't allowed to. :(
"Uhh Hey.. can I use the shower?" Tara asked.
"You don't have to ask.. what's mine is yours for tonight," I said kindly and grabbed an extra towel from my closet then tossed it to her. "Use that."
"Thanks girl," she chuckled and got off from the bed. She then went inside my bathroom which was found at the right corner of the room.
I went outside and walked to the guest room. I knocked and opened the door, letting only my head peek inside.
It was cold in there... actually, everywhere were air-conditioned in the house! They were lucky that the guest room they used was not small and just ordinary.. It almost looked like a room in a grand hotel.
Sorry I don't really intend to brag about it
But hello, admit it. Anyone who'd live in this palace would also be proud.
"Are you guys comfortable here?" I asked in concern. They both showed me a thumbs up as they stroll around the room, looking the ignorants they were.
"If you guys need anything.. just come look for me okay?" I reminded and popped my head back outside.
I walked downstairs and went to the living room to bring the boxes we left. I arranged and put the stuffs back in the carton except for the dolls.
But then I saw a small note inside... It was written there;
"Please record every move you do with your babies. You will combine it all in a movie presentation and you will submit me the video at the last day of your assignment.
P.S: I will not supply you a camcorder."
- Mr. Tyler
"Hey Rose.."
I crept out as I heard someone called me. I turned around and saw Wayne wearing a towel only (lower body of course).
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