Get With The Group

Chapter 1.

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Chapter 1:

                                     -Tessa's POV-

"What are you going to wear tomorrow?" Breanne asks. Breanne, Bailey and I are in my bedroom just talking about everything for tomorrow.

"I'm wearing my white Paris shirt with jean shorts and a white cardigan"  I answer her.

"What about you Bailey?" Breanne questions her.

"Black nirvana top with a flannel and jean shorts" Bailey answers with a smile.

"Nice, I'm wearing my Los Angeles shirt with a floral skirt" Breanne says.

"Oh, my mom just texted me. I have to go guys" Bailey made a pouty face.

"Awe Bailey, see you tomorrow" I gave her a mini hug. She walked over to Brea and hugged her.

She gave a little wave and left.

"I should get going too, if we have to wake up early" Breanne made a moaning noise. It's 10:14pm.

"Yeah I guess, well bye" I smiled and waved. My parents aren't home for a couple weeks because of work, they actually make lots of money. I walk over to my white mini dresser that I store all my pyjamas in and grab out blue bottoms and a white tank top. The rest of my clothes are in my walk in closet. Like I said my parents have lots of money.

I brush my teeth and put my hair up in a sloppy bun and flop into bed.

I don't know if I'm excited, scared or nervous for tomorrow, probably all three. With all the thoughts running threw my head I manage to fall asleep.

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My alarm goes off and I groan, the clock says it's 6:30am.

I forgot about how early you have to wake up for school, I hate waking up in the mornings.

I get out of bed and stumble into my bathroom, I take my hair out of my bun and brush it. I'm just going to straighten it today. I pull out my straightener, turn it on and wait for it to warm up.

After I'm done straightening my hair, I brush my teeth and walk to my walk in closet. My parents gave me everything, walk in closet, on suite.

I only have an older brother, Isaac. He's 19 and isn't home often.

I grab a pair of jean shorts and my white Paris top. I quickly put on some makeup and go downstairs to the kitchen.

My brothers sitting on one of the stools his hair messy as usual. I'm actually surprised he's home. I take a seat beside him.

"Hey" I smile at him.

"Hi" he fakes a smile.

"Why are you dressed so differently?" He questioned my appearance. I usually wear joggers and a sweatshirt, no make up, hair in a pony tail. Not this year.

"I thought I should change it up a little" I say and grab a banana.

"Oh" is all he said and headed downstairs, which is where his room is located. I looked over at the stove and it read 7:27, my school starts at 7:45. I run upstairs and grab my phone, greyish cardigan and plain blue back pack.

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-Brea-

Morning! Can't wait to see you.