Andi rose marais. Her last name seems familiar right? Well of course it would! She's Jonah-freaking-marais' sister! She wanted to forget the one person in Minnesota who shattered her heart. The one person she really loved. The one who left her for a...
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*lynae's pov (daughter) *16 years later*
Ray and his obnoxious friends are coming to stay over even when dad (Daniel) is coming home from his world tour with my uncles in two days.
Mom has been with aunt Jules,Sophia,angi,syah, and Christina the past week I'm pretty sure as they call a "girls night out" even though it's for a week at a resort they call it a "hang" Weird right? Why can't they call it a 'skidaddle' like we call it now.
(A/N I thought of this Because of eben and it's to represent like a getaway with friends or something)
From the love stories my parents told us is pretty magical to be honest.
Like 'forbidden love'
Hey that's a good fanfiction name don't you think?
I am a writer but mainly for bands and love stories.
Oh well what a wicked thought though. I heard knocks on the door but they were rough ones so I didn't even bother getting up as I knew it wasn't Emma (Sophia's daughter)
What's taking her so long?! Ugh
(L-lynae e- emma)
L- girl where are you?! Text me when you are because I'm getting ready right now E- be there in 5 had to get gas L- hurry before I die of boredom or explode from being annoyed of the loudness E- then join them and have fun, you anti-social butterfly! L- hell no E- lol be there soon
I started to blast my music not caring what my brother and his friends think. Jon bellion is life okay.
I changed into my basic jean jacket, black tank under, and white ripped jeans.
With of course my dirty converse.
Uncle corbyn wouldn't be proud.
I got a text from Emma saying she's here and I slightly turn down the music and heading down.
I walked down the steps looking down but I could feel eyes burning into my skin.
I swung the front door open and there stood my beautiful best friend Emma.
