prettymuch a concept

2 :: the prettymuch house

Kamila's perspective:
"WAKE UP GUYS WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE!"
I groaned under the covers as Star screamed. "Ok, I see how it is. Maybe this will wake you up." Star grabbed my covers and thrust them against the other side of the room. In frustration, I stood up and glared at my phone. "Star, it's 7:30am. We are not going to be late for anything. Chill."
"Maybe it's because somebody wants to play monopoly with Zion." Darin laughed. Almost instantly, Star went crimson red. "I knew it!" Darin said as she burst into laughter. Personally, I didn't want to come (especially after what had happened last night). There was no need anyways. Why did we have to see them? If anything they should be back to work at the studio, definitely not playing with girls. "Do we have to go?"
"Of course we do, it's PRETTYMUCH!" chorused Star and Darin. I groaned in the mix.

Brandon's perspective:
I was working on a beat until I was interrupted by a continuous ring. I opened the door and saw Darin, Kamila and Star standing there. Darin was neutral, Kamila looked like she didn't want to be here and Star— well she was Star. I welcomed them in and guided them to the living room. I ran up the stairs and shouted, " AYO BOYS THE GIRLS ARE HERE!" An excited Zion rushed past me, almost tripping me over, followed by a calm Nick and Edwin. "Hey Star!"
"What's up Zion?"
"You look pretty today!" I groaned, almost vomiting at their so called 'flirting'. Darin, Nick and Edwin were chatting away leaving Kamila sitting alone. "Do you want to come with me to the studio?" I asked. "Sure." she replied, yet she never sounded anymore unsure. She got up and I held her hand all the way to the studio. We both sat down and I opened my laptop. "Hey, what do you think about this?"
Kamila's perspective:
An jazz/rnb beat played from Brandon's laptop. It had a chill vibe to it yet you could still bop to it. In other words, it was a bop. "That was soo good! But, why are you working on new music yet you have plenty of teased songs?" I asked. "Management I guess. We'd have so much more out if it wasn't for being signed to syc—"
"Hey Kamila!" It was Austin, of course. I tried to ignore him but he repeated but more sternly. To satisfy him, I gave him a quick glare and turned back around to talk to Brandon. Austin drew up a chair and edged it close to me. That's when Brandon gave Austin the dirtiest look ever. Austin, however, did not get the memo and still carried on to talk without a care in the world.
Edwin's perspective:
Darin was beautiful, I could stare into her pretty hazel eyes for a lifetime and never be satisfied. Her hair was a beautiful brown and her lips were a rosy red. Her lips, lips that I wanted to— " How old are you?"
"I'm 19, Darin is 20 and Kamila is 18."
Thank. God. I wasn't prepared t catch (another) case. At least she's my age so I won't get judged as much. And I can do what I really want to 'do' to her (with consent of course). "Can y'all chill?!" Star and Zion has rushed passed me almost making me fall to the ground.
Zion's perspective:
Me and Star rushed to my bedroom and I shut the door fast. There she was, sitting on my bed ready. She was stunning, her textured hair fell a little bit over her shoulders and her eyes were a light brown colour. She had big pink lips and her skin was incredibly smooth. "So what do you want to do?" she asked, while staring up at me with her big brown eyes.
Kamila's perspective:
"Well look at the time, I guess I'm going to leave now!" "Ok, I'll walk you out then."
" I think I know my way out, bye!"
How did Austin not get the memo? Or was he too stupid to remember what happened last night. I mean, just because I helped him with those crazy ass girls doesn't mean that excuses him from his allegations. I enter the living room just to see Darin, Nick and Edwin watching tv and laughing. "Where's Star, I want to— we need to go home."
"She's upstairs with Zion, and they're playing the worlds longest game of monopoly." Darin turned to Nick and Edwin, making the three of them burst into uncontrollable laughter. Rushing up the stairs, I hear muffled voices "oh fuck!" , "let me show you something" "YES YES YES!"

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[B~ interrupt them A~ knock first]
option  A
I knocked first, scared of what might welcome me if I opened it immediately. "YOU CAN COME IN!"
"I mean like are y'all sure because I don—"
"YOU. CAN. COME. IN." I did come in but my eyes were covered. "Yo, why are your eyes covered? There's nothing to hide here lol" Disgusted? Sis, me too. " We aren't having sex, Kamila. Just look." I uncovered my eyes and I saw Star holding a PS4 controller and it seemed as if they were playing fortnite and Star got a victory.
option B

I slammed open the door to see a bouncing Star on the bed. She was playing fortnite on Zion's PS4 and had just won 1st place in a solo game. I don't ever recall Star playing games but I guess this seemed to be her thing now.
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"Anyways, I want to go home."
"Why?" asked Zion and Star simultaneously.
"I don't have to tell you my reasons let's go." I said while grabbing Star by the arm (I was surprised by how I was able to do that as Zion and Star have been stuck together like glue).
I took Star downstairs and told Darin that we had to go. " Just one more minute," pleaded Darin. One look was enough for Darin to get up and say bye. "Come tomorrow!"
"We're busy." 
"No we aren'—"
"Yes we are." I said through clenched teeth. "Ok you guys can come whenever we don't mind." said Edwin. Forcing a smile I said, "Thanks," and leaded myself and the girls to the door. As soon as the door closed I let out a big sigh. " Hey what was your deal Kamila?"
"Yeah what was your deal Kamila?!" I simply just ignored the two. They knew not of what they spoke.