Our Mistake (Laurmani)(COMPLETED)

Amaya

Normani  P.O.V

~7 years later~

"I can't believe it's your first day of second grade!" I say to my daughter Amaya. Or just Maya for short.

We're standing out side of her elementary school. She has on a red jacket with a pair of blue jeans and her favorite shirt. It's a white shirt with gold star in the middle with her name across it. She kinda has this thing for gold stars. I guess she spent too much time with Dinah Jane. She's standing there glaring at me and the way she's glaring at me right now she reminds me so much of…

"Mom." She whines. "You do this every year. Yes I'm in the second grade. Not that big a deal."

She says and I shake my head. This little girl came out of the womb with this fiery attitude and she's way to smart for her own good.

"Alright. Come on I'll walk you to class." I say and stretch out my hand for her to take. She takes it and we walk into the school together. Since Maya went here last year I got to know some of the second grade teachers before the end of the year so I know exactly where I'm going. We get to her room and I wave to her teacher from the door way.

"Okay so this is our stop Minnie." I say. I've called her Minnie since she was 2 and just fell in love with Minnie Mouse.

"Kay, bye mom." She says and comes to hug me.

"Bye honey. Have a good day and don't get in trouble." I say and let her go from the hug.

"I don't do anything."

"Uh huh. Now go to class okay? I'll meet you here when you get out okay?" I say and she nods.

"Love you." I say

"Love you too mom." She says and walks into classroom.

Lauren's P.O.V

Ugh. Another shitty fucking day. At least I can't say I don't like my job. I run a Porsche dealership and I do pretty well. My father retired from the business and gave it to me when I was 22. So I've been running it for almost 8 years now.

I get up and walk into my living room and I'm instantly pissed off. I forgot I let Lani crash on my couch yesterday when she came to my house yesterday, fucking trashed. She claims she couldn't remember her address so she told the cab driver to bring her here.

The only reason I didn't kick her out on her ass is because she did come with some booze so…she's lying on her stomach on my couch with her feet hanging off the arm rest and her face smashed into the cushions. I smirk to myself and head to the kitchen.

I go to the refrigerator and grab some fruit, ice, yogurt and milk and pull out the blender. I put everything in but I decide I don't want to make it in the kitchen today, so I go into the living room and plug it up. I sit it on the coffee table, right by Kehlani's head and make my smoothie.

"Ah! What the fuck!" She yells.

"HEY Lani! YOU WANT A SMOOTHIE?" I scream and she glares at me.

"Cut it off!"

"WHAT? I CANT HEAR YOU OVER THE BLENDER!" I scream and I use all my will power not to burst out into laughter.

"CUT IT OFF!" She yells and I lose it and crack up. Kehlani gets up and goes to unplug the blender while I'm rolling on the floor laughing.

"Bitch! The hell is your problem?" She says but I can't respond because I'm laughing so hard. She goes to sit back on the couch and I finally collect myself.

"Oh god…that was hilarious." I say, still giggling a bit.

"Morning Ashley. Now get the hell out of my house."