PRETTY GURLS
PRETTY GURLS
Brooke Wellington quickly slipped into her last-day-of-school outfit, a brown D.E.A.R hoodie, jean seven cutoffs, brown peep-toe sandles, and she grabbed an egg shaped remote off her vanity. brooke clicked a small red button on the remote with a freshly manicured finger, and one of her walk-in closets automaticly opened. inside was 50 long selfs full of tons of diffent purse designers such as coach, burberry, guess, xoxo, louis vuitton, marc jacobs, chanel, baby phat, d&d and more! brooke grabbed a brown coach suide handbag to mathch her outfit, and clicked the red button againg, and the door to the purse walk in closet slowlwy closed. "brooke!" leah wellington's voice said over the inertcom. "coming, mom! brooke said into the small white intercom box, then she ran out of her room, down the left side of the double grand staire case, past the libray down a long hallway, and into the kitchen. ther was her mom, leah, and dad,
fred, and brooke's chocolate lab, cocoa, and their private cook, loni. "here brooke," loni said as she handed her a plate of homemade french toast. brooke took it, and sat down at the circluar breackfast bafett. loni also handed her a tube of mable syup, fork &knife, and a cup of hot tea.
after brooke was done eating, she said good bye to loni and her parents and hoped into the wellington's white hummer, driven by the chaffer, micheal. it was time to pick up the girls….