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                         (Lola's pov)

Hi guys, it's the old chapter I updated before but it's just that I added few more words because when I published it those words got deleted that's why it was not making sense when you first read it

Shout out to @geegervy

      Mom's in the house this morning, I can hear her yelling orders at some people. Gosh I hate mornings, there is almost nothing good about mornings.

   "Lola honey" my mom called walking to my room as I could hear the clicking of heels coming closer.

    Then Mom walked into my room dressed in her version of casual in a red silk tan top that made her deep tanned skin shine, it was tucked into a high wasted jeans, Jimmy Choo kitten heels on her feet. Her long brown hair plaited into cornrows which was styled into a little low bun, her red lipstick coated lips were pulled in a nervous smile but her hazel eyes however, stared confidently at me as always.

    "Mom?" I said more like a question than a statement.

   "Yes that's what you are supposed to address me as" my mom said replying me sacarstically but I ignored the statement and asked another question.

"What are you doing here?", Shaking her head, she answered my question with a question of her own

   "In my daughter's room?"

    " I'm sorry, it's just that I'm haven't seen you in two days" I said to my mom then she looked at me with a little trace of guilt in her eyes.

"Oh I'm sorry baby I've just been really busy with the line and your dad Is about to lunch a new product"

 she said hurriedly, the last part she might have been said by mistake because I saw the regret in her eyes after uttering it. I wonder what product Mom is talking about

   "Product?, no one told me"

"Um... I mean he wants to start making bicycles".

My dad only made cars  and early this year he started making motorcycles I don't know why though and that is why I then asked.

  "Oh why?" I was really surprised.   Dad has always made cars since forever, then he started making motorcycles earlier this year and now he wants to make bicycles. One thing I know about my Dad he always has a reason for whatever he does and he usually talks to me himself about things like this.

  "That's what I came to talk to you about", Mom said and all I could think  was, talk to me about what?, because I  keep hearing new things everyday, yesterday it was dad telling me about Mom's new line and today it's this.

   "Talk to me about what?" I asked exactly what I was thinking because I'm totally clueless, Mom sighed and started.

"Lola darling, it's your final year in high school and we don't want you to keep hiding in this shell you've been living in throughout highschool".

      Mom said making a gesture towards my outfit  "This is not how you were before, you don't even have friends again" Mom continued and then I became defensive .

" I have friends, I have Edward and Chloe" I said.

    "Lola Edward is your boyfriend and Chloe is your only friend and she doesn't dress or behave like you" Mom said her nose scrunching up like it does when she's annoyed, I'm officially hurt. I understand I've changed but does she have to comment on it every time making me feel like I'm being selfish.