Doing it for me ✌

◯Chapter 4: August

Can I get at least 5 or more votes and 2-5 different commenters. That's why it isn't as long as I'd usually do it for. Hope you enjoy

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-Skylar

I tossed and turned knowing I couldn't find a comforbuel position as I just got up.

6:54,

I took a shower washing my hair and all putting on skinny jeans with a white v-neck throwing on my black low cut ugg's fixing my hair up into a bun. I made my cereal and got Mariah's bag ready for dropping off. I'm not even with if today, all last night Mariah was crying and I barely got any sleep. I put on my make up to cover and blemishes or the bags underneath my eyes as I went to wake up Mariah. I left the house getting ready to drop her off.

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I unpacked the last box placing it on their shelves as I heard a deep stern voice behind me.

He looked around then me "Uh hi do you know where the paintings are" I looked up from the box "Yeah follow me" I said getting up leading him through the crowded store to the asiel. He stopped and looked at me "Thank yo-" . My phone buzzed in my left pocket cutting him off as I excused myself down the asiel and answered it.

"Skylar, when we going to court" I already knew who this was as I rolled my eyes and answered. "This Saturday is when" I simply stated "Ight. Better be there since you taking time out my day." I laughed inside at his ignorance. "Stop being a asshole and just be there ok? Simple as that." I said and with that I hung up . Sometimes michael's lack of not wanting to do things that concerns Mariah pisses me off but I will just let it go. I blew out some steam and walked back to the customer that had a painting in his hand

"Sorry about that, did you find what you were looking for?" I asked

He laughed then smiled "Yeah I did thanks. My sister has been looking for this and today her birthday so I just decided to get it"

I gasped "Oh really? She likes Merlyn Menroe? Wow, Merlyn is most definitely a inspiration for me"

"Yeah. That's wassup" He nodded looking at a another painting

I noticed the number 23 on his purple and yellow lakers shirt. "You rep for the lakers?" I asked in amaze. He turned around to me "Actually I play for them" He laughed "Oh wow, you play basketball? I've been needing to try it out" I said thinking about it. "You should call me sometime cause I could show you some strings we do" He said taking out his phone holding the painting in between his arms "Yeah for sure" . He handed me his phone for me to put my contact in as I did so. "So what's your name?" A sweet county accent was spoke "Skylar and yours?" I asked leaning onto the shelf "August," he said as he looked down to his phone "Ah well Skylar my sister is about to arrive home I got to go. I'll call you alright?" He half hugged me starting to walk away

"Alright!" I waved

I grinned thinking about what just happened. Was he flirting with me or... Who knows.

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7:46,

I laid on the couch watching the bee movie as Mariah slept on me. I kissed her forehead knowing that everything that's been happening was for a reason. All good and bad things and who said tit wasn't going to get better? Exactly...