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Chapter Twenty Eight: La Vida Loca

Chapter Twenty-Eight: La Vida Loca

"Mum, can you help me with my hair?" Brooke yells from her position in her room. She's sitting in front of her dresser, staring at her reflection in the mirror with a curling iron in her hand.

"I'm coming dear." She hears her mum yell back.

Her mum strolls into the room a few seconds later.

"Let me get this done for you and you'll be ready," her mum says as she touches Brooke's hair from behind her.

Brooke hands her mum the curling iron and she begins work on her hair.

A few minutes later, she's done. Brooke and her mum stare at their reflections in the mirror, having a lot of similar features. Her mum rests her hand on one of Brooke's shoulders and squeezes it gently in assurance. One of Brooke's hands reaches up to hold hers.

"You look stunning dear. Cole is one lucky guy."

"Thanks, Mum," Brooke blushes.

"Cole would be here any minute from now," her mum announces.

"Yeah."

As if on cue, they both hear the sound of a car pulling onto their
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Marena John Lambrou
Nope. I wasn’t allowed to go to any parties just had to work
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Tressa Wainright
Her parents are cute lol.
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Catherine Greene
Haha remember those talks with my Dad. Being the oldest and only girl always came with a talk. Good times... good times.
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