Mariah

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(A/N I'm going to focus on certain couples for a few chapters then switch)

Bree

I woke up peacefully and stretched. Michael breathed quietly while he rolled over to his other side. I looked at a clock and thought for a second.

"What am I forgetting?" I asked myself.

"Oh! Dammit I forgot our recording session!" I said waking Michael up and he fell off of the bed. I threw the covers off and ran to a shelf. I quickly grabbed the clothes I had set out the night before and started rushing around the room.

"Michael don't look," I said as I pulled off my baggy sweat shirt and replaced it with my green plain tee. He looked away and focused on the window. I pulled my blue jeans on and my grey beanie.

"You can look now," I said as he grabbed the car keys off of the night stand.

I pulled my black converse on and ran to the door.

"I'll drive you," Michael said as he followed me out the door. He had put on some black skinny jeans and left his t-shirt from the night before on. We ran to the car and I expected to be in tons of trouble by Cierra and Nicole.

"Where the frick have you been!" Nicole screeched as I rushed into the recording studio.

"Last night was tiring okay," I said and immediately regretted it. They took it the wrong way.

"Wait no not like that," I said as Cierra started grinning.

"We got into an argument about this stupid fan that said some things that were hurtful to me, that's it." I quickly explained and their suggestive grins turned to frowns.

"We're sorry, Bree." Nicole said walking towards me with her arms outstretched silently asking for a hug.

"Hugs," she asked in a baby voice.

"No," I said bluntly, grabbing my guitar and flinging the strap over my shoulder. Michael walked in the room and sat on the couch watching us.

We got in our positions and the tech guy told us we could start. We sang Time Bomb and I got...emotional my hair flew around my face as I strummed every note with intensity. We finished the song and Cierra started clapping.

"Bree that was the best I've ever heard you play, good thing you did it while we were recording," Cierra said lightly hitting my with one of her drumsticks.

We finished recording some of the songs we had written and we were free to leave. Michael walked up to me and hugged me. He then proceeded to shake me and lift me off of the ground

"You did great, go out and have a fun night with them." he said while smirking at me. He had read my freaking mind! I hadn't even asked the girls and he already knew I was going to.

I shook my head as Nicole and Cierra already discussed what we would do. "Michael Clifford you freaking psychic." He smirked and left the building.

~~~

We had decided to go to the mall and just walk around considering all of us were flat out broke. I started skipping and twirling like a retarded ballerina until Cierra bribed me with chocolate if I would stop.

"I swear you are a freaking two year old," Nicole sighed. I jumped on her back and she almost fell.

"Carry me," I said in the most childish voice possible.

"Ass hole carry your self," she said shoving me off.

We started giggling and a group if girls passed us. I thought one of them looked familiar but by the time I placed who she was it was too late.

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