I called Renae after my mom and Mandie left my room. When she picked up I screamed into microphone on my iPhone.
"OH MY GOD REN I GOT ACCEPTED TO THAT MODELING AGENCY!"
"Omg shut up!! You're kidding right?!?!?!?!?!?!"
"No I'm going to London and you're coming with me and Mandie! That is if your stubborn ass parents let you."
"Shit you're right. Well I guess I'll just beg and plead. Hell I'll even clean the whole house and do everything so they don't have to lift a finger."
"Wow you're really wanting this bad huh?" I laid on my bed looking through my new Seventeen magazine.
"Damn straight! Oh...my...god. Erm Miss, when, if I can go with you, would we be in London?"
"November 1st. Why?"
"OMG!! The lads are gonna be there while we are!!!!!!"
I screamed into the phone.
"Ow watch it I do have ears ya know." Renae sassed.
"Oh. Sorry. But really?!?'
"Yea. You didn't know?"
"If I knew then why would I be freaking out?"
"Good point. Oh my parents are home. Come over so maybe you can convince them I can go with you. Ok?"
"Ok Renny. Be right there."
"Mk see ya Miss-ay!"
*beep* She ended the call. Since I looked like crap with my long strawberry blonde hair pulled back, my eyeliner smudged really bad around my deep brown eyes so I looked like a raccoon. I was wearing a ratty old t-shirt and sweat pants so I changed. I put on white short shorts, a red Hollister t-shirt, and red converse. I curled my hair and did my makeup so it looked natural. Damn I looked good! I grabbed the keys to my bright blue 2010 Mustang and patted my Boston Terrier Sally's head then ran upstairs almost falling.
"Mom I'm going to Renae's be back before dinner!"
"Ok hurry up! I'm making your favorite. Fajitas!"
"Mmmmmmmmm yummy. Thanks mom."
"No problem just watch out for idiot drivers."
"Haha ok mom" My mom has always had road rage. With that I got into my car and drove to Renae's beautiful, big, log house.
