brother's best friend - thomas brodie sangster

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\\REWRITTEN CHAPTER 7/10/16 12:17 AM//

CRINGEY CRINGEY CRINGEY THIS WHOLE STORY IS CRINGEY

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-maybelle's pov-

i woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blasting in my ear, shutting my eyes tighter to hopefully block out the noise.

"maybelle, hurry up! i'm supposed to take you on set with me today!" dylan yelled, smacking me with a pillow.

"hakuna your tatas, im up!" i groaned, pushing him off my bed as i walked to my closet.

i could hear his scoffs at me as i just laughed at his antics.

i pulled out a black nike windbreaker and black skinny jeans, pushing my nike air force 1's on my feet.

i pulled my hair out of the bun to reveal the waves that it created, getting a quarter of the hair on the top of my head into a small bun.

i grabbed my black, reflective sunglasses and walked downstairs to greet dylan.

"hey chickadoo," he greeted, shoving the last bits of his banana into his mouth. ( ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )

"c'mon! we're going to be late," i stated.

dylan groaned, grabbing his hoodie and walking out the door.

i followed him on the pursuit of happiness.

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this is the first rewritten chapter, hope u enjoyed!