"She probably just fell asleep." Scarlett told Florence after she'd texted Summer that she was done filming for the night and that they could go home. The lack of response from her daughter didn't worry her too much, she'd assumed the most logical reason for her daughter not answering.
Suddenly Baxter was running towards them barking his head off.
"Bax, where's Summer?"
Baxter barked once more before taking off, Scarlett and Florence running behind him. He'd stopped at the sidewalk where Summer's phone had fallen onto the pavement.
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Summer (1)
FanficShe may be the oldest daughter Of the most famous woman in the world, but that doesn't mean her life's perfect. Her life is the farthest thing from perfect and there's practically nothing she can do about it
