After school, Riley slowly walked home. Kay would never play with her. Riley sighed and opened the front door of her house.
"Kay? Are you home?"
Nobody answered.
Riley started to walk upstairs to her private window room. But then she heard a door and voices.
"OMG!! I can't wait to start PR tonight. I wonder who the cute little seven year old I'll get to play with will be?" Riley heard Kay's voice squeal through the walls.
Riley thought about what Kay had said for a second. She was seven. And she wanted to play with Kay too. Riley raced back down the stairs.
"Kay! Kay! I know who can do PR with you! Me! I can! I'm seven! I know how to play! Can I do it with you? Please?"
"You know Kay," Ms. Molly Manager said, "The media has seen you help children in Africa and they've seen you play with autistic children, but have they seen you with your family? It's been a few years and you and your mother are the only Carson's that have been mentioned in your family. It would be great for your image if the world could meet your sister Riley."
"Okay, if it's good for my image, then I'll do it. Riles, you get to do PR with me."
"YAY!! Kay, thank you! Thank you thank you thank you thank you!!"
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"Okay Riley, Mr. Fleur and Mr. Florence are going to choose your wardrobe outfits and makeup."
"I get to wear outfits like you do?!?"
"Yea Riles! Hey Nancy, darling, get my sisters measurements and take the designs from Pierre."
"Kay?"
"Bring them to Patricia and Daisy and..."
"Kay?"
"...finish the wardrobe by 4pm or earlier."
"Kay, who is Pear?"
"Pierre Riles. Pierre is Mr. Florence. Fabio!"
"Kay?"
"Mr. Fleur is Fabio, Riley. Fabio, we need to get my sister here her first makeup set. We need enough for the afternoon, I trust you'll know her colors."
"You know me Miss Kaydence, nothing to doubt about."
"Mother, where is Eric? Is the limo ready? It it back from the waxers yet? Have the mechanics finished installing the iPads in the car cushions? And what about that mini fridge? Is that in the limo yet?"
"Oh Kaydence darling. Don't stress, you'll get wrinkles. I'll take care of the rest of this. Go practice playing with your sister."
"Yes mother."
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Riley and Asher
Teen Fiction"Because Riley, you plus Asher will always equal me. Your SHIP name is Ashley if that proves anything. But ME plus Asher? It will always equal me or Asher. So honestly... you should really just stop trying now." But maybe Riley didn't stop trying...
