Chapter one: I'm to glam to give a damn.

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        "No way!"

        "Yes way! We leave in two days!"

        "Where"

        "Orlando."

        "Who's going?"

        "You, me, Bradley, Jamie and Dad."

        "Okay, Im going to start packing!"        

        As I hung up from talking on the phone with my best friend Brooke, I quickly ran downstairs and snuck up behind my mom hugging her tightly.

        "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I screamed. She laughed lightly and hugged me back.

        "Your welcome. Your going over to her house tomorrow night so pack tonight okay?"

        "Sure thing. I'll go start." I grabbed a poptart out of the pantry and ran upstairs. I pulled my long wavy blonde hair into a messy bun and put on some music. CHRIS YOUNG AND LUKE BRYAN ARE LYFE>>>>. As I jammed out to my husbands, I began pulling out clothes. Crop tops, nike shorts and tshirts, bathing suits, dresses, skirts, everything you could imagine since we would be gone for three  weeks. It took me forever to pack.

        Finally two hours of packing, more like shoving things into my bag and yelling at my older brother Connor to come and sit on my suitcases so I could close them, I was done. I huffed and fell back on the bed, panting and sweating cursing whoever thought of packing. 

        I grabbed my phone off of my bedside table and began chekcing my phone. I had 213 unread messages, more than half of them from Brooke. Stupid. I scrolled through twitter and instagram, and then checked snapchat. I screenshotted some of Brooke's ugly selfies laughing my ass off. I sent one back to her and bounded downstairs for dinner. YUUUUM SPAGHETTI.

        I shoved bite after bite into my mouth as my Conner and my mother watched me in disgust. They should be used to it my now.

        "Your so nasty." He told me.

        "I'm to glam to give a damn." I said with a mouth full of food.

        "Ew." 

        "Connor eat your food." My mother scolded sending me a glare. I only smiled cheeckily at her. I finished my last bite of my delicious spaghetti and ran upstairs to my room and changing out of my clothes, jumping into my warm bed, wearing my oversized t-shirt and underwear. 

        Tomorrow I leave for Brooke's. 

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Sooooo, how did you guys like the first chapter. What did you think of Olivia's quirkiness? How about her mother? Seems cool yeah? We didnt see much of her brother but what did you think? 

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