Meet Mariana, a beautiful talented 15 year old singer. During her career, she comes across a Latin Band called CNCO, at first she's chill with all of the boys as they all work on a song. She soon starts to realize she has really, REALLY strong feeli...
I placed my hands over his chest and ran to get the door.
Aubrey stood in front of me. "Mariana? Let's go!! You're going to be late for the concert!!" He pulled my arm but I stopped him.
"My phone!" I stepped back inside to grab it, throwing on a cream cardigan sweater and Erick followed. He was midway in closing the door when I screeched, "WAIT!"
They stopped and I pointed a finger at a confused looking Erick. "You haven't taken a shower yet!"
Aubrey looked annoyed and I pulled in Erick for a hug, sniffing him as I did so.
"Well? Does he smell good?" Aubrey questioned impatiently.
"Hell yeah, babe always smells great. " I smiled and Aubs rolled his eyes, making his way down to the lobby again.
Erick reached for my hand as we walked down the last flight of stairs to the lobby. Zabdiel entered carrying coffee. Letting go of Erick's warm grip I rushed over to him like a little kid does when she sees candy.
"My favorite!" I said reaching over to grab the cup that had my name on it, then Erick's.
"Good Morning to you too." said Zabdiel and I grinned at him. He followed me over to where the guys, Aubrey and John had made a circle in the lobby. I handed over Erick his coffee and made myself comfortable in his lap. I toke a sip and hot white chocolate mocha poured into my mouth as I watched Zabdi distribute the drinks.
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Aubrey clapped his hands together and Erick stretched underneath me.
"In a few minutes, we'll all go to BallPoint Studio for a new choreography." He let his piercing gaze travel over all of us and then rested it on me. I smiled sweetly as him and then heard a familiar camera noise. Another picture from Erick.
"Eres muy linda." he explained himself and showed me the picture. He had leaned back enough for the camera to catch me on his lap, griping my cup close to my chest and smiling at Aubrey.
"You can keep it." he blinked at me and shut down his phone.
John stood up and addressed us, "Let's get going, we don't want to be late." And we all hurried over to the limo parked outside.
***
Inside the gigantic gymnasium stood a tall, slender women. She looked like a teen, but the wrinkles on her face said otherwise.
"Howdy!" she greeted us and I realized she must be from somewhere in Texas. John was the first to step closer to shake her hand, we followed. Her name was Della
"You fetuses go over there to warm up," pointed Aubrey to a rather large corner with mirrored walls. We did as we were told and Aubrey joined John and the women into a conversation we couldn't hear as we walked away. I toke off my sweater and searched for a wall with some type of hanger.
