Forced to marry Cameron Dallas

Chapter 1: Rose Hemming

Rose POV
"ughgh" i groan. 
"Rose, hurry up! Mum and dad want to speak with you." My sister tells me.
"Go away Teresa!"
"Don't blame me when mum and dad come to murder u."
She says as she walks out of my bedroom. 
I roll out of bed slowly and trudge into the bathroom. I do my business and brush my teeth. I don't usually put on makeup, but today was saturday and we always have something on on the weekend. I put on a simple look consisting of mascara, eyeliner and a bit of peach lip gloss. I then straighten my blond wavy hair. I really need to cut it, I thought. My hair now reached my waist. I wanted to cut it into a medium length because it was getting a little annoying.    After braiding my hair into a side braid, i come back to my bedroom in search of an outfit. I look through my closet. My eyes fall upon the black high waisted shorts. Since it was October and spring, i decided to pair it with a white crop with #swag written on the front. Since it showed a little bit of my stomach i picked out a grey cardigan to put on over. Then i got out my white nike air pumps and tied up the laces. Once i gave myself a look-over in the full length mirror i go downstairs. Whatever they want to talk to me about better be good. Its fucking 9am. And the weekend.
I go sit on the couch. "So what did you want to talk about, mum?"
"Go get some breakfast, honey. We'll tell u then," she told me.
Thank the gods above. At least she's got some sort of common sense.
If you haven't guessed already by now, I'm not exactly a morning person.
I go into the kitchen, in search of some breakfast. I found waffles top of the counter. So i decided on that with some chocolate chips, banana and strawberry smoothie and a small fruit salad.
I scarf my food down in moments and go join my sister and parents in the living room.
"Im backkkkk!bow down to me peasant!" I say standing in front of the tv.
"U wish bitch" Teresa mumbles to me. Luckily mum or dad didnt hear that other they probably would have poured soap down her throat. We have a special policy of no swearing and cussing in the house.
"Sweetheart, come sit down. We have some news," my dad says calmly as if i had said nothing, as he turns off the tv. This is one of the reasons i love him and think he is cool. He understands and knows when to not talk.
I go sit opposite them on the grey couch.
"So what do want to talk about?"
"Well we were thinking that since your 16 and nearly 17, we thought that maybe since your-" i cut off my mum's rambling.
"Just get to the point" i said impatiently.
"Rose, you going to get married."