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Star has been a rogues since she was 5 years old. Star and her younger sister only ever needed each other so what happens when she meets her m...
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That's what Stars wearing
Star pov
I woke up next to Sasha. I reach towards her head and quickly book her nose before jumping up.
I walk to the bathroom and take a shower, getting out and putting my hair up in a claw clip.
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I put a on a tracksuit outfit with the jacket unzipped and some white shoes.
I walk out and Sasha seems to be just waking up. She cutely rubs her eyes and starts to mumble.
"Where are you going?" She yaws, I know she hasn't forgiven me but I don't know how to gain her love back. If I even had it in the first place.
"Mall," She nods and gets up but I just walk out our room and close the door behind myself.
Walking into down the steps, holding onto the banister I make my way into the kitchen and grab and cinnamon poptart. I didn't know what poptarts were before Marissa ran to me one day and told me how good they were.
I love them now. Definitely a go too snack.
I heard a car honk and ran outside to see a black car with fake eyelashes on it.
What the fuck? I close the door behind me.
Climbing into the back seat I look at Princeton I'm the drivers seat.
"What the actual heck is on your headlights?" I ask as the click from my seat belt resonates around the car.
She pulls the stick of park and into drive. "What? Cars can't be pretty either?"
Ilaydia pops a bubble of pink gum before rolling her eyes. "No, their inanimate objects."
"Anything can be girlpop."
"Girlypop is not a word."
Princeton's hands tighten on the steering wheel a little and Tori leans forward a little. She did tell me she was a whore for drama.
"You got a problem or what?"
Ilaydia, who was typing on her phone looks at her side ways from the passenger seat.
"Or what."
Ilaydia, Tori, and Princeton eventually start cracking up but I really can't see what was funny. I think their just laughing it off to avoid a literal fight.
The rest of the car ride is filled with really bad jokes and Beyoncé in the aux.
When we finally park I'm already regretting this whole trip.
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"Why, why can't this be it!?" Tori whines while holding up a pink dress.
"One, I'm not into pink, two it shows too much cleavage." I say.
