The Kardashians // Now Family

Workouts

I woke up, looking at my white walls. "Wake up dear, you have to get ready to work out." Our maid, Ella said, rubbing my hair. I moaned. "What time is it?" She glanced at the clock. "It's 6:45, I let you sleep in 15 minutes." She said pulling me out of bed. "Your outfit is on the couch." She instructed, pointing to my love seat white couch. "Thanks." I said, putting on the outfit. (Picture above is the outfit.) I got dressed, put on my makeup, and ran downstairs.

"Hey honey." Khloè greeted me. "Hey mom." I said, grabbing a granola bar. I could see her give  a genuine smile at being called mom. "Ready to work out?" She said, handing me a water bottle. "Yeah." I said with a yawn, biting into the breakfast bar. "We should get going now." Khloè said, looking down at her phone. "It's 6:55, and we don't want to be late." We grabbed our things and headed out to Kourtney's house, which was near by.

Our personal trainer, Don, was already waiting for us. "Hey ladies, let's start with a warm up." He said, as camera circled us. We started stretching, as the camera crew came close to us, trying to catch us being ugly or doing something weird. After 15 minutes of stretching, we moved onto our upper body. We did sit ups, push ups, wall sits, you name it. "1 hour down, 2 to go." I thought, as I finished doing my last push up. "Alright ladies, we are going to do some laps." Don said, pointing to the pool. We groaned, knowing he wouldn't let us change into bathing suits.

We trudged towards the water, and dove in. We started off with breaststroke, doing ten laps, and taking a one minute break. Then we did backstroke, freestyle and so on. My body was completely done, I could barely move. "I'll let you out ten minutes early." Don said. "Since it's a Saturday, you guys should get a break." We all smiled, knowing we would all shower and go back to bed. I had only lived here for a month, but I felt right at home. I was already starting to get a six pack, and people knew my name.

I drove home with Khloè, and got into the shower. Five minutes into my shower, one of the producers, Jonathan Murray, started knocking on the door. "What?" I asked. "Mia, It's John, hurry up cause we need to keep filming." I sighed. "Okay." I said back. I washed out the conditioner in my hair and turned off the faucet. I changed into a red Miami Heat sweatshirt and some faded short shorts. Then I made my way down to the all - white living room, where Kourt, Khloè, Kim, Kendall,My dad and Kylie where sitting, with the producers in the corners of the room.

"Try to act like we aren't here." One of the camera men said, so I avoided eye contact with the cameras as they circled around me. "We have some news." My dad said as I sat down on the pure white sofa. "What's up?" I asked. "Mia, your dad needs to fly out for a few days for a meet and greet." Khloè said. "Okay." I said, I was used to having my dad gone, and since he was famous already for singing, this wasn't really a big deal. "That mean's that we will get to spend time together!" Khloè said. I was excited, but didn't know how to respond. I was to distracted by the camera men, trying to get in the action... Literally...

"My cab is here." My dad said, giving Khloè a kiss. "Bye babe." She responded, watching him as he came over to me. He planted a kiss on my forehead. "This will be good bonding for you two. Have a good time Princess." He kissed my head again as the car outside honked. He excited the room. "Mia, we need you to go into depth about how your feeling." Jonathan said. "I'm really shocked that he decided to leave." I said looking around. The girls where nodding in approval. "I know he's famous and all, but honestly, a girl needs her dad." I said. My voice already sounded like a Kardashian.

"Well, Mia, get changed, we are going shopping." Khloè said, as the cameras focused on her flawless face. I smiled and went upstairs to get changed. "A shopping day with my celebrity mom... What will this be like?" I wondered as I shut my door behind me, even though the producers begged me to let them in to film. I opened my huge closet, and knew then, go big or go home.