Chapter thirteen

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The next morning my alarm goes off at 8 am. I shoot out of bed because I'm so excited. I get to meet my best friends today!

I go shower, but don't wash my hair because I washed it last night.

Once I get out I just throw my hair up into a ponytail, mostly because we weren't doing much today other than meeting everyone. For my makeup, I just did neutral eyeshadow. Instead of using eyeliner, I just used a black eyeshadow, so it wouldn't be so harsh. Then, I applied a slightly tinted pink lipstick. I put in my favourite 7 stud earring.

I looked over at the one outfit I left out of my suitcase that's on my dresser. I put it on and looked in the mirror. I was wearing a black, half zip sweater from pink. For my pants, I'm wearing my favourite shorts. They're kind of high wasted and they're a light wash.

I slid on a pair of plain white ankle socks and then my black nike roshe's. I grabbed my black backpack and pulled my sunglasses out and sat them on top of my head. I checked my bag to make sure I had all my stuff I might need during the day. I had my camera, my phone charger, my phone case charger, my wallet, a makeup touch up bag, mints and gum, a small hair brush, a small perfume bottle, hand sanitizer, and some band aids.

Surprisingly, I hadn't checked my phone yet. I grabbed it and started walking towards the kitchen.

"Morning honey," mom says. Her back towards me, because she's making, I'm guessing, pancakes.

"Morning mom," I say back. I look over her shoulders and I was right, she's making pancakes.

"Would you like one?" She asks.

"No, not that hungry," I say. Lie. I opening up the fridge grabbing an apple.

"Okay well then I'm done," she says, with a click that turns the oven off.

"Leave in 15?" I ask. She was driving me to Anaheim because it was only a two hour drive. I looked at the time from the click on the oven and it was 9:30. She nodded and called brandon to come eat.

I sat down eating my apple and went on Twitter. I tweeted out can't wait to meet all my friends and all of you guys this week!

I kept scrolling down my feed until Brandon started talking to me.

"Is that all you're eating?" Brandon asks sitting down with his plate of at least four pancakes.

"Yeah, I'm not that hungry," I say. Lie.

"Yeah okay," Brandon says not believing me. He starts shoving his pancakes down his throat. It makes me want to throw up. How could he eat all of that and be okay with it?

I'm pretty much finished my apple and so I throw out the cob and walk back to my room.

I grab my two suitcases, what can I say I pack too much, and roll them down the hall to the front door. I grab my car keys, and take my suitcases to the drive way. I unlock the car and put them both in. I go back inside to grab my phone and my back pack.

"I'll be in the car!" I yell to my mom. It had already been 12 minutes so she should be ready in a couple of minutes. I sit in the passengers side and pull out my phone. I open snapchat and add a selfie of me in my car to my story.

"Hey, Brook, you didn't say good bye!" I hear Brandon say from outside the car. I open the door and give him a hug.

"I thought you were coming for the ride? Moms leaving you alone?" I ask.

"Yeah, I'm 23, I need to start being alone," he says.

"Okay, well," I say pulling him into a hug. "Good bye Brando, see you in a week,"

"Be safe!" He says pulling out of the hug. He walks back into the house and I get back into the car.

My phone was blowing up with notifications from Twitter.

I unlocked it and I had tons of people asking me who the guy in my selfie on my snapchat story was. What?

I opened up snapchat and saw that Brandon was in the background of my selfie. I quickly deleted it but 209 people had already seen it and 117 had taken screenshots.

I went back to Twitter everyone was saying that he was my boyfriend. I read through some of the tweets, but didn't reply to them. I soon got a text from Will.

What's up with Twitter?

I texted back with idk they think Brandon's my boyfriend what do I do?

Will responded with if you're not comfortable with telling them he's your brother than don't, but if you're planning on releasing your draw my life they're going to find out sooner or later

He's right. I open up the Twitter app and tweeted out lol you guys that's my brother and with out hesitation, so I couldn't back out, I pressed tweet.

My phone rang again when I was about to text will back. It was a Twitter notification from Jordan.

Yeah guys, she's dating me anyways... I chuckle and favourite it. My mom hops in the car and we're off.

A/N

OOPS LASt CHAPTER I said THAT THIS WOULD BE VIDCON BUT HMMMM OOPS LOL

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