Soph just rolls her eyes. "Relax, I'm only doing it because it's picture day."
"Well in that case, you might want to comb it, I may have messed it up," I smile cheekily at her as I watch her exit my room.
"Mom needs to talk to you before you leave, by the way."
I quickly change into a sweater and jeans, I decide against makeup, and just wash my face instead.
There's nothing I hate more then washing off my makeup.
Okay that's a lie... I hate lamb meat more.
"You needed me?" My mothers hands were busy washing some dishes, her face turned away from mine.
"Yeah, just gimme a sec."
By the time my mothers done, I've already got my lunch made.
While drying her hands, she says, "So, I've already run it past Soph, but I wanted to inform you that Jake will be moving in soon."
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