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Kassidy's POV
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Light peaked out of the window. I woke up to Taylor laying on my side and the others scattered around. I look at Jasmine and Hayes and she's siting in his lap. Shawn and Katie are cuddling and Taylor is on his phone, scrolling through his email, twitter, and instagram.
"Morning," I said sitting up to stretch.
"Goodmorning!" Taylor says.
"How are you feeling about today?" I ask, rubbing the sleep away from my eyes.
He sat up, "About that someone?"
I nodded.
"Umm...well excited. I really want you to meet her."
He looked down and smiled, fidgeting with his fingers.
"What's wrong?"
"Well, I'm nervous too..." he said.
"Why?"
"'Cause I'm afraid you won't like her," he replied, looking me in the eye with a frown.
"Don't worry, I'm sure we'll love her," I smiled.
He smiled again and I pinched his cheeks.
"Well what time is that person coming over?" asked Jasmine.
"Mmm," he looked at the time on his phone, "2:00."
"So in 6 hours?" asked Hayes.
Taylor nodded and hopped off the futon and went to take a shower.
"What happened yesterday?" Katie asked.
"Jill was cheating on Taylor. Don't bring it up though, he'll get upset."
They nod.
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After about 10-15 minutes, Taylor changed.
"Why are you dressing so nice?" I ask.
"Because...I want to make an amazing first impression."
"Taylor you look perfectly fine..."
"Really?" he looks up.
I nod, "Well I'm gonna make breakfast..."
I walk downstairs and pull out pancake mix, eggs, and bacon.
I put strips of bacon in the pan and cover it to cook. Then, I cracked the eggs and I saw everyone come down. They greeted me with smiles and I hugged all of them.
I went back to cooking. I mixed the mix and Mahogany, Jasmine, and Kari-Anne came in.
"Need any help?" Jasmine asked with a smile.
"Mmmm," I thought about it or a minute, "Yeah. Mahogany can you watch the bacon?"
"Sure! But lemme get my phone!" She ran upstairs and I could here her running feet hitting the wood floors.
"Jas, could you make some more eggs?"
She nodded with a smile, and headed over to the stove.
"And Kari, could you-"
"I know how to make French toast and omelets!"
"Yay! Make those!"
"Alrighty!"
I hear Mahogany's feet hitting against the wood stairs with her fluffy socks.
"Mahogany be care-"
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Life Isn't A Fairytale
Ficção Adolescente"Life really isn't a fairytale." -Kassidy Perez
