"Y/n. Y/n. Y/n.... y/n! Wake up" well there goes my hearing. Why is she always waking me up? I mean I guess it's her job to help me get my life together but still.
"I'm up, I'm up." I rose from my bed, eyes still closed.
"You have the memory of a worm Y/n, today we're going over to meet twice." Oh my god she's right I have the memory of a worm, or maybe a rock?
"Right, well I need to look more presentable today so just give me like, an hour?"
Emma nodded and I headed to the closet to pick out an outfit. I flipped through the clothing. "Too gangster. Too slutty. Not slutty enough" ugh there is nothing here to wear Emma!"
"Y/n there are over 50 outfits here. Stop being picky and throw something on."
"I can see that was your technique today too Emma, just throwing something on." I smirk at her and she just scoffs at my comment.
Ok I'm ready. I look Talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever done before (and what ever else lady Gaga says)
"Let's go Emma before I fall in love with myself."
