Saturday morning Alana sat up in bed, adjusting her eyes to the bright light.
"It's about time your up!" Some one said from the other side of the room. When Alana could see clearly she saw Lindsey standing there. Today, she wore a pink Aeropostale shirt, white skinny jeans, and below the knee black boots. Her hair was french braided to the side with a diamond clip holding it in place.
"Get your lazy ass out that bed! It's almost three!" Alana sighed scooting out the bed and slipping on some skinny jeans, a hoodie, and some light brown uggs.
"Marilyn wants me and her slutty daughter to go shopping!...
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