*Riley*
"Moooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom! Pllllllllllllllllllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase! I have to go! Do you know who i'll get to talk to ?!" I begged.
"Who hunny, who will you get to talk to?" My mother asked. With O Magazine in her hands.
"Katy Perry and Rihanna and Taylor Swift and Selena Gomez and Gaga and Paramore and Florence whats-her-face that sings that song that Drake likes and Drake and Ciara and Beyonce and Nick Jonas and Joe Jonas and Usher and Trey Songz and Britney Spears! And ENRIQUE ! OH MY GOD MOM YOU LOVE ENRIQUE! Don't you remember? BABY I LIKE IT! THE WAY YOU MOVE ON THE FLOOR OH YES I LIKE IT I I I LIKE IIIIIIIIT!" I belted.
"Enough Riley."
"....so can I go?"
"On one condition..."
"Which is....?"
"Be safe."
"OH MY GOD I WILL I WILL! THANK YOU! I LOVE YOU MOM!"
I squeeze her to death.
"Your welcome.."
"Okay! I'm gonna go pack!"
I run up the stairs happy dancing singing
"TONIGHT IM LOVING YOU! OOOOOH!"
When I finally get upstairs I open suitcases and turn them all upside down and shake everything out. I organized the stuff i wanted to take and put it in one of the suitcases. I layed out my clothes for tomorow and went to bed on my mattress in the middle of the floor. Of course my room still wasn't finished.
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Hidden in the Scars
قصص الهواةRiley Liane Litman was just a city girl from New York prepared to dive headfirst into the music business. In her eyes her career was going amazing so far. She loved the experience of recording in a studio and getting all dressed up for events. Being...
