2017- 2 YEARS LATER
ISIS P.O.V
Last year I found something out. By going on twitter and checking his page, I found he got a girlfriend. Luke has a girlfriend. He knows how to move on but I guess it has been 5 years since we last saw each other. When I found out, I screamed the house down and Cameron was a bit worried that I would turn to the vodka but he was able to tell me that its probably the best that he has moved on. That I should be happy because his happy. Also that MJ has someone to look up too and who can help her with women stuff.
The janoskians has grown big within the last 5 years. They have done some TV shows and lots of videos on YouTube. Some tours around the world which is good. I'm so happy that they are still together and becoming so successful with their job. From pictures I see little MJ grow up. I'm glad I can see pictures of her as I don't want to miss to much.
Today I get to found out who is my opening act for my tour. Apparently they are boys. I would be okay if it was the The Vamps as they are really good also wouldn't mind Loveable Rogues. My favourite song by them is What A Night. I'm just hoping its not One direction or I will kill my manager myself. Also the lyrics I wrote on the plane 2 years ago was not good for my manager but I did the song and got to number 1 on the charts. The song is called What The Hell. It was good to use because its about how don't care what people think.
I'm dressed in a white, lace crop top and dark blue jegging with black converse and sun glasses. I got told to wear something formal which is a dress or a skirt but I have nothing like that in my wardrobe so I wore what I wanted to wear. Before I left the house I put my back pack on which has all my surprises in, I decide to go by my penny board because the weather is nice. Also Cameron took the car earlier this morning because he need to get to the studios early for some weird reason.
After 20 minutes of making my way down to the studios, I have finally arrived and luckily the doors are automatic so they slide open. As the doors open, I carried on riding my penny board inside the building. I had to dodge some people because everyone is a bit busy. The only place I'm heading is my room which have because I go there to avoid people. On the way there I saw 5 boys walking but I couldn't get a good look as I had to focus on the path. Sadly, this little girl came out of nowhere which made me fall to the ground. Great, just great.
"I'm sorry" The girl says as I stood up.
"Don't worry about it, I'm really clumsy" I laugh.
I turn to see the little girl to see she has blonde hair and brown eyes. I look at her again. This can't be happening this isn't happening. I need to wake up from this dream. She can't be here. This can't be my daughter. This can't be my little MJ. Mary-Jane. Wait, she is here by herself. Where the fuck is Luke?
"Are you Mary-Jane?" I ask as she gives a smile.
"Yeah and your Mystic the singer" She tries to say my name but it didn't work.
"Where were you going?"
"I was trying to hide" She whispers to me.
"I got the best place because only me and my friend goes in there" I smile to her. "Come on then."
I held my hand as she takes it. We walked a few more steps until we reached my room. I open the door as the little girl squeals with excitement. The reason for that would be is that I have my own pick and mix. Also I have a TV with an Xbox plus I have some arcade machines. Also I have a small cupboard which holds some equipment for my pranks that I do. I watch MJ look at the sweets like she has never had any.
"Take some, I have loads" I say as she starts to eat quite a lot. "Mary-Jane were you playing hide and seek?"
"Yeah with this guy called Cameron because daddy has a meeting" She tells me while eating more sweets.
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