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Evelynn's POV                                                                                                                        September 6th, 2019

9:14 AM                                                                                                                                        Brooklyn, New York

"EVELYNN!!! WAKE UP!!" Mia yelled while jumping on top of me.

"You find that necessary?" I groaned.

"Yeah what kind of roommate would I be?" Mia smirked.

"I saw you tossing and turning this morning. What kind of dream were you having?" Mia added.

"A weird as hell one." I responded.

"What was it about?" 

"I don't know. It was just a mix of things." I replied.

"By the way, what's with the nice clothes you never dress up." I smirked just realizing she looked nicer than usual. If there is one thing to know about Mia is that she LOVES fashion.

"You're a jerk! Did you not hear Ms. Collins last night? People are coming in to adopt." She answered like I was stupid. Then again I am. 

"When did she say that?" I was now super confused. I never remember Ms. Collins ever saying anything like that.

"Umm I don't know. How about dinner?!" She asked like I was stupid. Then again I am.

"Jokes on you. I had dance!" I laughed knowing she was the dumb one now.

"Of course you did. By the way, Ms. Collins wants you to dress nicer. I can always help because the last few outfits have been so not it." Mia's face made it look like I dressed like a homeless person. Oh wait I did! I don't care at this point anymore. I just groaned like there was no tomorrow. Mia laughed.

"Whatever. See you downstairs." Mia got up and left my room.

I decided it would be a pretty good idea to listen to Ms. Collins and Mia. I got up and grabbed a nicer shirt and pants. I headed to Mia and I's bathroom to take a shower.

*Skip Shower*

9:46 AM

I got dressed into my black skinny jeans and long sleeve shirt that had my most recent dance competition on it. I blow dried my long black hair and put it up in a tight ponytail. I put on my foundation but made it light enough so you can still see most of my freckles. I then put concealer and mascara on. Lastly I brushed my teeth and left the bathroom. When I reentered my room , I grabbed my avocado socks and my purple and black converse and put those on.

As I was going down the stairs I could hear the little kids running around. When I reached the bottom of the stairs my friend Dylan came over to me. He looked like he was ready to punch someone.

"If you're going to punch someone or something, don't make it me. Make it Ashton" I said putting my hands up by my face.

"I heard that!" Ashton exclaimed from the living room.

"Fine by me!" I exclaimed back.

"These kids are going crazy! They have been up since 5 saying Dylan do this! Dylan help me get dressed! Dylan help me! Someone help me before I blow!" he was freaking out.

"Take a breath I got the kids. They can't be that bad."

"Yeah ok whatever you say Ev." Dylan scoffed as he was already halfway up the stairs.

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