Pay Up!

No ragrets, not even one letter

**JULIET’S POV**

“Bekka come on!” The struggle is real people. Bekka is like the hardest person ever to get up from bed and right now I am pulling her legs out and she is screaming like a crazy person. “Okay I’m done! GET UP NOW!” I screamed at the top of my lungs and Bekka finally sat up.

“Jeez woman non c'è bisogno di urlare [No need to yell]” I groaned at her and lifted my arms in the air.

“I call first for the bathroom!” I yelled over my shoulders and Bekka went to the guest bathroom or to Melany’s I really don’t know.

After taking my shower I went to pick out my outfit. I ended up with a skirt that had tiny flowers on it and the background was just white and it reached mid tight and had a small brown belt in my waist paired with a white tank top but I needed to cover up so I just grabbed a jean button up shirt and left all the buttons opened and tied the ends around my waist. Bekka came out of the bathroom and went straight to the closet.

“Do you like this?”  I asked and she nodded.

“Very nice” I thanked her and she tossed me my white vans. “Looks perfect. Now help me” I smiled and nodded handing her some jean shorts and a chiffon white blouse that had a pretty nice floral print on it.

“Wedges or flats?”

“Flats” I nodded in agreement. I do wear wedges to school but I prefer flats way more. I handed her my favorite red flats and they matched the red flowers in the front part of the blouse.

“Perfect. Now let’s go, we’ll do our make up in the car no time left. Move!” I pushed her out of my room and bid goodbyes to my mom. She was now heading to a business trip but just for four days.

I saw Aaron coming our way and grabbed his arms pushing now both towards my car.

“Woah I know we’re late but you do know I have a car” He said while I pushed him inside and closed the door after Bekka. My car is a 2007 Volkswagen Triple White Beetle Convertible and she was gorgeous.

“I do not care so shut up” Aaron chuckled and I grabbed my sun glasses letting the hood down and welcoming the sunny Beverly Hills streets. Living in California is the best thing ever except that we don’t have snow. That sucks.

 When we got to school Aaron went to his tennis practice for the one he was very late and Bekka had the auditions for the High school dance crew which here is kind of a big deal for a senior because at the end of the year they do this massive presentation and invite artists and colleges like Julliard, which is Bekka’s dream college, to watch the dancers and if you become one of the more outstanding dancers the teacher lets you have a solo and choreograph one of the dances.

I walked next to Bekka calming her down and then they called her name and she went inside. I waited and then she exited the theater with a grin in her face and the teacher looking at her smiling.

“Nailed it!” she said in a sing song voice and I gave her a high five. We started to walk towards our first period which was English.   

~*~

“Good Lord today was a boring day” Taylor said linking her arm with mine and smiling at Bekka, “Girls night?”

“Heck yes” I said and Bekka just nodded.

“Gisselle! Anna!” Taylor yelled and they looked at us and started to walk our way with Tiago holding onto Gisselle’s hand. They were seriously the cutest couple ever.

“What’s up J and T” Tiago said winking at us. He is not shy at all, actually he is the most outgoing boy I’ve ever met. He had dark brown hair and light blue eyes as for his accent it was barely noticeable due to the time he has been here in America. I think he got some classes to help with that though.