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Kamila's POV

 "Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all "  Ariel started of softly. We are recording our cover of Red by Taylor Swift. We have a cover making channel, but we are trying to get a record deal. By ourselves though, not by the help of our parents.

As we were finishing the song my Mom walked down stairs in a blouse and pencil skirt with her jacket on her arm, as well as her clutch, briefcase and, heels. Don't ask me how she did or does it. "Hello Girls, how is it going?" She asked as she slipped on her heels and jacket. "Its going good mom, we reached 100K this week" I said giving her a big smile.

You see My Mom believes that we can make it to the top on our own but, sometimes she doesn't get that we don't want ANY help not even the slightest bit.

"Okay guys that's a wrap for today, you can eat Dairy and all that Unhealthy stuff for the next 3 days but then you have to be back on the singing diet, for next weeks cover" Our Manager said. We all started cheering because singing diets suck. "Have you talked to your Mom yet Mila?" Malu asked me as the crew was packing up our equipment "No Lu, and I don't plan on it" I said with a straight face. "Why? You said you wanted to know, but you don't want to ask? That makes no sense Milo" "It does make sense. I don't want my Mother getting mad at me for wanting to know who my father is." I said walking into the kitchen while looking down at my phone.

"Milo, You don't know if she will get mad unless you ask." She sounded pissed. "Better safe than sorry Lu" "Whatever" She said walking out of the kitchen. I don't get why she wants me to meet My Dad so bad, it wouldn't affect her at all. 

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