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Swim was awful, we swam over 8,000 yards. (A/N: Down and back on a regular pool is 50 yards.) I was currently laying down on my stomach with my feet on Ma's lap, and she was messaging my calf. I pulled a muscle a few weeks back, and I had to ice it, and had someone message it after practice to make sure it wasn't overstressed.
"Thanks Ma, that feels really good." I tell her. I can hear her laugh. "Shut the fuck up, leave me alone." I mumble.
"Shut the fuck up, back off. I can stop." She threatens.
"That's fine but then I can tear the muscle, and you guys get to pay for PT again." I threaten back. She doesn't say anything.
"Hey babe?" Mom questions walking down the stairs. Ew, gross. "I was wondering if you wanted to go out to an early dinner. Mija you finished your homework right?" I nod, and groan a little bit when Ma takes out a big knot.
"Yeah, sure. We don't have to go anywhere nice right? I mean your daughter obviously has to take a shower. She smells like chlorine." Ma pokes my butt.
"Hey! Uncalled for! That's not for you!" I yell. I sit up, and look angrily at Ma who is just smiling. "What?" I ask.
"If it's not for me who is it for?" She asks scooting closer to me. I can't help but blush when I think about Kate. "Ooh, you're girlfriend. Y/n's got a girlfriend. Y/n's got a girlfriend." Ma teases poking at my ribs. I push her off.
"Yeah, you know the girlfriend who slept over last night? The one you've known for ever." I reply. Ma sticks out her tongue.
"Oh my god, I have 5 kids." Mom says plopping down on the couch. Ma and I look at each other, and then look at Mom. We both pout, and she rolls her eyes. "This is exactly what I'm talking about." Mom says crossing her arms. Ma scooches over next to her, and puts her arm around her, and pulls her into her chest.
"I don't think a child could do what I do in bed." Ma whispers, and I think I'm gonna throw up. Pay back time.
"I would agree, considering I'm a teenager." I mumble, crossing my arms. I can't help but laugh really hard when I see their faces. Mom looks angry, and Ma looks proud.
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The week has been kind of tiring, and I was just a little anxious. I had a big swim meet this weekend and I was wicked nervous. But it was Friday, and I was getting ready to go Justin and Abby's party. I straightened my hair, and I was wearing a wicked tight navy blue dress because it was Kate's favorite. I slide on a pair of black heels and walked downstairs.
"Ma can you drive me to Justin's? Kate is already there." I ask, putting in my cartilage earring. She nods and stands up.
"Are you sure you wanna wear that, it looks a little small." Ma says as she actually looks over my outfit.
"Lo, leave her alone, she looks beautiful. Bye Mija, I'll see you in the morning." Mom gives me a kiss, and retreats upstairs. Ma takes a deep breath, and I follow her to the car.
"Mija, I am begging you, I know that you're gonna drink, and I'm assuming you're sleeping over?" She asks pulling out of the driveway. I nod. "Ok, please be careful. I know I tell you this all the time, but please don't get completely shit faced." She begs.
"I really don't know if I can promise that." I shrug.
"I love fucking with you when you're hungover, but also tomorrow at noon we have another family interview and photoshoot." Ma says. I groan. I hated those. "But, you get to wear jeans." She tells me. That makes it a little better, but not all the way.
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The Camren Child (Completed)
FanfictionYou are Camren's kid, and how does life with two mothers who are from the most famous girl group go? Relationships? Teenage years?