Authors Note: The picture above is what Aria Jain looks like (this model's name is Neelam Gill).
Florence
"Bitches ain't shit, and they ain't sayin' nothin', a hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothin'"
"Can you shut up," Beckett groans, "I'm trying to sleep."
I smile as I continue, "I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap. I beez in the trap, bee, beez in the trap"
Beckett pulls his pillow over his head, "I can't believe she got the front seat."
Emily laughs, "Beck, are you seriously still bitter about that?"
Lee decides to pitch in, "Sweetie, she did call shotgun. And we always honor the rules of shotgun"
"Yeah, yeah," he grumbles, "whatever."
I turn up the volume, "not done yet."
I start, "Okay now Nicki Nicki Nicki, put it in your kidney. Got a new LS 450, ain't no keys in this do-hicky. If I weren't rappin' I be trappin'. If I weren't trappin' I be pimpin'. If weren't pimpin' I be gettin' it, period."
Aria hoots, "Damn, Florence!"
Emily continues the next part, "I don't smoke no bobby, but my denim be from Ricky. Got your girl on Molly and we smokin' loud and drinkin'. Got my top back so you can see what I been thinkin'."
"What the heck, how are you guys doing this?" Aria was so easily impressed, by the smallest things too. If I'm being honest I didn't even know the lyrics to the whole song - but I wasn't going to tell her that.
I turn toward her, "talent my dear Aria, talent."
Lee laughs, "I think we've had enough Nicki for now, girls," she turns off the radio.
"No," Emily whines, "Mom, you can never have enough Nicki."
"Yeah, Lee that's true." Aria earnestly nods.
"Oh hush, are you excited to get your dresses for the closing dance?"
Ah, the closing dance it's the first regal event Waldorf Academy hosts. It happens at the end of every first semester. Punch and dinner are provided, and they will have an appropriate DJ to select music that will not corrupt our young and fragile minds.
I don't know about you but personally I wouldn't mind a little corruption.
Emily and Aria both squeal out a, "yes." Their high-pitched tone harsh on the ears.
I manage to mumble a half-hearted, "eh." Not matching the other girls excitement.
While Beckett just asked why he couldn't just be left at home to sleep.
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Getting Beckett's suit, was our first stop.
Lee picked all the pieces out and he tried everything on fairly quickly. Beckett didn't really care what he wore, he ended up looking good in everything. So, naturally, since I was not accustomed to shopping in general, I assumed that getting dresses would take around the same amount of time.
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