- Kathleen's pov -
I looked at the checklist and ticked of the 17 magasine photoshoot. I walked around the kitchen tapping the pen to the board and looking through the list of things we had to do today. 17 and then a skype call with the Oprah show. That was it, well today would be a good day.
I heard the door open, and then close. Commence ninja mode incase of suprise robbery.
"Hey Kathleen?" I heard Kenny's voice call me through the hall. I relaxed and walked to the noise.
Hailey ran up to me as soon as she saw me and held her arms up. I smirked and picked her up and kissed her cheek. "How prescious".
"Kathleennnnn" Kenny's impatient voice came through. "Oh sorry, yeah?" I looked up at him. "What else do we have?" he asked. "The Oprah skype call" I told him. "Rightio" He dissapeered soon after. I looked at Justin who was standing awkwardly in the hallway
"You both had a nice time?" I asked him trying to clear up the air
"Totaleeeeeeee" Hailey laughed
"Totaleeeeeeeeeeee" I mimicked her she play slapped my cheek. "Oi cheeky!" I smiled
"Oh by the way" I turned to face Justin "Selena called...four times". His eye's widened and he shook his head smirking. "The things you do for love" he smiled and walked up to me & Hailey. "Could you see to it that she gets a bath? Im so tired today and..." I interrupted him "Yeah sure, you know what? Go rest, your looking done for biebs" I told him
He gave me a reassuring smile and saluted me before walking away
"A funny thing my father is" Hailey said in her poshest voice "Oh really dawg?" I used my ghetto slang that i'd learnt from kenny & some of the dancers. I sucked at it however, being English and all. "Dwag" she laughed as she said the word. "DWAAAAAYYYYYGGG" she screamed it now.
