Margot Mae Cherry
She was the typical bad girl- or well, that's what she led people to believe.
She dies her hair every two months or so, causing people to stare at her with what seemed like 6 eyes.
She had beautiful grey-blue eyes, her natural hair colour was strawberry blondish brown.
Little Mix: the group Margot was in.
Perrie, Leigh-Anne, Jesy, and Jade: Margot's all time best friends.
One autumn day, Perrie announced that Zayn introduced her to a "punk rock" band called 5 seconds of summer and that they were all going to see them perform later that day.
Margot was really excited and she immediately grabbed her iPhone 5s.
You could say she was "punk rock" as well.
"Oh my God! We're going to see a punk rock band this is totally me." Margot freaked out to Leigh-Anne, her Australian accent and her talking fast making it hard for Leigh-Anne to understand.
"Calm down, Jesus, Margot. Use your inside voice." Leigh-Anne smiled, also flipping out.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry." Margot replied, taking a deep breath to calm herself but she just couldn't seem to shake the feeling away and with that, she screamed.
"who died?" Perrie yelled, bursting into the room.
"no one, no one. Can you tie Margot to the roof if the car please so she doesn't break a window?" Leigh-Anne pleaded.
"HA-HA very funny." Margot rolled her eyes and flipped her off with a smile, causing her to laugh.
"Alright, alright, children. Calm down." Perrie chimed, grabbing her purse and urging them out the door.
They both huffed at what she called them and stepped into the car.
"You guys take so fucking long to get ready, Seriously." Jade commented, her and jesy already being in the car twenty minutes prior to the three other girls.
"Shut up." Margot sneered.
"Okay, okay. We are leaving now before we're late!" Jesy screeched.
"Drive."
Thy were always like this. They still all loved each other though, Like, they're sisters sisters.
They fight but it's always playful.
Always.
Jade and Jesy were sitting up front while Perrie, Leigh-Anne and Margot were all in the back, smushed together in the white range rover.
It was so quiet in the car, so Margot thought, 'why not listen to some
Music?'
She leaned over the center console, reaching over to turn the dial for the volume after pressing the button to turn the music on, making the the sound come out really loud.
"Margot!" Perrie complained, holding her ears.
"Sorry!" Margot laughed, making it softer.
"Wait wait wait... Guys... Shh." Margot demanded, hearing the familiar tune of a song on the radio.
"
Mama told me not to waste my life,
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don't let what they say keep you up at night
And they can't detain you
'Cause wings are made to fly
And we don't let nobody bring us down
No matter what you say - it won't hurt me
Don't matter if I fall from the sky
These wings are made to fly"
And immediately, they all sang at the top of their lungs, making their way to the venue to meet four "punk rock" boys.
