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lexi's pov :

diiing

it's still 7 am in the morning. who text me this early?

iMessage
joey birlem (yes i changed his name)

hey

hi

what's up?

nothing much

i'm going on tour

so?
(oof sassy)

to New York.

your point?

i wanna meet you.

okay

can i?
/read/

i'm sorry joey. but you broke me, you broke my heart.

i fell asleep again.

"lexi wake up" kenzie said

"ugh it's still early" i said

"what early? it's already 11 am" kenzie said

"oh my gosh" i said and get up from my bed. i brush my teeth and get ready. i'm going to an interview today. i'm going to act with kenzie in a film.

"eat your breakfast first" maddie said seeing me in a rush

"hey calm down" kenzie said

"lexi! if you're running again in the house i'm going to steal your phone" melissa said

i swear she's like my second mom now. i barely meet my biological mom now, yes i call her everyday, but since the last time i saw her, we weren't in a good terms.

"i'm sorry mel" i said

"johnny will join us" kenzie said

"jenzie is real" i said and maddie laugh

"choke" kenzie said

"that's rude" i said

"no it's not if it's for you" kenzie said

don't worry we joke like that all the time.

"hey!" i said

after we ate our breakfasts, we go to the building and had a meeting. it was boring to be honest, but i got signed in a movie and the shooting is starting next month and it's in LA. so i'm gonna be busy.

i call emery and tell him everything, he said he's proud and all. and he's coming to our house

we go back to kenzie's house

knock knock

"johnny!!" kenzie said and hug him

"jenzie is real, again" i said

"choke, again" kenzie said

"hey lexi" johnny said and hug me too

"hey lil bro" i said

i'm older than johnny and kenzie so they're like little sister and brother to me. maddie is practically my twins but i'm not as close with her as kenzie.

an hour later, emery come into the house and we all gather around. we always play board games and talk.

then we call it a night.

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