MJ's POV
It's the first day of my senior year at Jefferson High, and if it wasn't for my best friend Camila I would probably be a nervous wreck. I'm usually more laid back but since my brother came home from college my dad has been a little on edge, not that he doesn't love my brother it's just that they're polar opposites, so they bump heads a lot.
"Mary J. you better be dressed" yells my best friend Camila as she barges into my bedroom. She has on a short sleeve sheer shirt with a black cami underneath, white high waisted shorts, black & white chucks, and her usually curly jet black hair is straightened, she looks amazing as usual.
" I can't believe your still not dressed we're going to be late." Camila says while rolling her eyes."I can't find anything to wear."I say stressed out, She steps into my walk -in closet and tosses me a peach fitted tank dress, and a pair of all white Nike air huaraches "Go put this on and make it quick." I pull the dress over my head and slip my feet into the sneakers. "Okay you look great now let's go." I grab my white button up shirt and wrap it around my waist while she's pulling me out my bedroom door.
All of a sudden me and Camila collided and I stumble back. I hear my brother say "Watch where your going" so I peak over Camila to see what happened, and I see him walking into his room and slamming the door. Me and Camila both roll our eyes while walking down the stairs and out the front door. When we get into Camila's car she puts the key into the ignition and the car starts to make this weird rumbling sound
"I can't believe that your car won't start, now we have to ask my idiotic brother for a ride."
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Me and Camila walked back into the house and up the stairs, when we reach the top we head to Michael's room and start banging on his door. "Michael please open the door" I yelled trying to be louder then his stereo which was probably up on 100. He finally opened the door and we barged into his room. Camila went and turned the stereo off. "What do you want" Michael huffed in a frustrated tone. I just ignored his attitude "Camilla's car wont start and we need a ride to school". "And what exactly do you expect me to do about it" he responds while texting on his phone. Camilla walks up to him and snatches his cell out of his hands. What the hell is your problem give me my phone back. "I will give it back when you get off your butt and drive us to school" Camilla yells at him. "OK now just give it back!" Michael screamed back. Camilla gives him his phone back. Michael got up and started walking to the door "ladies first" Michael said with a suspicious smile on his face. When we walked out into the hallway, he slams the door behind us and we hear his stereo blast back to it's normal ear piercing loudness. Camilla and I huff and head down stairs to chill in the family room when we hear a knock on the front door. "I'll get it" Camilla huffs while slowly strutting towards the door and texting god knows who.
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Author's note:
Ashley Benson as MJ
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Teen FictionCamilla is balancing taking care of her alcoholic Father, working, school, and of course just like every teenage girl GUYS
