Really?! III

Going Home

Chanel's POV

The week with my uncle was crazy. We went to Hawaii and when we got to the studio no cellphones, no nothing. First thing he had us do was some beats. He made us do it over and over and over again until it was perfect. We did that for three days straight nothing but beats. After that he wanted to work on our writing and we did that for two days and then stage presents. I'm telling y'all it was a complete boot camp. On the last day we finally just got to chill. I slept most of that day. Before we flew back I thanked my uncle. Like, for real you couldn't pay for an opportunity like that. He's the best. 

We got on the plane and flew to my parents show in Philly.

We both slept on the plane the whole way. When we got to Philly we went straight to the venue. We didn't even go backstage to watch we went to the dressing room and we both dropped on the couch and was out.

Next thing I know I heard people talking and shit. Hello? We sleep, can you say rude? 

"My baby!" I heard.

Oh good god. I love my mom but not right now.

"Hi mommy." I said squinting.

"Hi boo." She said kissing my cheek.

She went over to Nae and did the same.

I was trying to keep my eyes open but I was falling back asleep.

"Y'all should've went to the hotel." My dad said.

"We didn't know which one y'all picked to stay at." I said yawning.

"Could've called." He said kissing my forehead.

"Yeah, the way my mind set up right now." I said.

He laughed.

"Alright, we'll leave in a few." My mom said.

I nodded and rested my head back on the couch.

After that I don't remember nothing.

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Next Morning

I woke up and I didn't know where I was or what time it was. I yawned and sat up. Nae was asleep on the other side of the bed. I looked around. Alright, it's a hotel but where is my phone and stuff.

I got up and went to the bathroom. Where is my stuff? My breath is on five hundred and my hair is everywhere. 

I left the room and Nae was still knocked. I went in towards the living room.

"Mommy! Daddy!" I yelled.

"Why you yelling?!" I heard my mom yell.

I smiled. I'm actually happy to hear her voice after not hearing it since I landed in Hawaii.

I saw her on the couch and ran to her. I attacked her as she laughed.

"I missed you mommy."

"I missed you too boo boo." She said kissing me.

I sat in her lap.

"Your bag is over there." She said.

"You trying to tell me my breath stink?" 

"I love you though." She said smiling.

I got up and went to brush my teeth and then resumed my spot in my moms lap.

"How was it?" She asked.

"Amazing, like, the experience of a life time." I said.

"I'm glad you liked it." She said running her hand through my hair. "Now what are you gonna do to this?"