swirl ›› cameron dallas

one

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{breanna's pov}
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"Okay mom, have fun." I said as I closed the principal door.

Since my parents divorced, my mom is always sad, so her friends planned a whole weekend for them. I'm really happy for her because she supports me so much and I can say that she's a really good role model. Tragic that I'm not like her.

I jumped to the couch and typed Kylie's number.

"Hey girl. Are you ready? " She asked from the other side.

"Yeah, my mom left already. I have the whole house for me."

"I swear to God that I love your mom's friends." She said and I already can imagine her face.

"Shut up and hurry up." I replied laughing.

"Open your door in 5minutes." She told me and I hung up.

I got up from the couch and looked in direction of the mirror. I adjusted my top, tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and added some lipstick.

The bell rang and I went to open the door.

"Ready ?" Kylie asked raising the beers in front of my face. I started laughing and fully opened the door. I looked outside and saw my annoying neighbor riding her bike around.

"Your mom is going to love this." She screamed from her yard.

"Isn't too late for a little girl like you to be outside?" I said with an ironic smile. She glared at me, left her bike on the ground and ran inside her house.

I closed the door chuckling and when I turned around, Kylie was shaking her head.

"What?"

"Poor little girl." She said.

"She talks way too much for someone of her age."

30 minutes later the house was full. The music was loud and everyone was dancing, having fun.

"Bre." I heard someone calling my nickname. I looked around until I saw some of my high school friends waving. I smiled at them and walked in their direction.

"Let's take a pic." They said and I sat next to them. One of them handed her phone to a random guy and I smiled for the pic. He handed the phone back and she showed us the pic.

-"I like it." I smiled looking down.

The bell rang again and I handed her the phone back. I took one more sip of my beer and placed it on the coffee table. I walked in direction of the door but when I opened it my jaw dropped.

-"Agent Smith, L.A police. Party's over guys." He yelled showing me his badge. "We received a complaint about this party. We're searching for the responsible.."

-"Well, it's me..." I said slowly.

-"Then you have to come with us now." He said coldly. 

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