We all lie in, it's been an emotional week and we are all mentally and physically drained. I lie in bed and lift the photo of me and Samuel's family. I try and name each one in my head and smile as I remember what they said to me. I set it back up and get out. I go towards the bathroom with my make up bag and spread everything out in front of me. I've decided to go subtle today-
light foundation with a touch of blusher on the apples of my cheeks like Lindsay does. Along with some baby pink eyeshadow and tinted lip balm.
I walk back in and get dressed, I put on my skinny jeans, red converse and a light pink t-shirt- I told you I was exhausted. I see Emily in the living area and dodge her completely- screw the moral high road. This bitch has pissed me off- and everyone knows it. She's only trying to say sorry for the cameras.
I walk into the kitchen and start making breakfast for everyone. I set everything out on the table and obviously the smell of food has wafted throughout the house- everyone comes in half asleep and groaning. "Come on guys." I say and sit at the table. They sit around and as soon as they eat, they perk up.
"So, Marissa." Emily starts when we have finished eating. She gets up and walks towards the sink with her plate, she throws her a dirty look- Marissa is a fiery red head after all. I get up and Damian helps Marissa with the dishes. "You look exhausted." Samuel says to me and I nod. "I tried to look better with make up, but it doesn't change how tired I am." I say with a yawn and he smiles. "You don't need make up to look better." He says and walks towards the bathroom. I play with his bracelet on my arm and walk with Lindsay and Marissa into our dorm. They get dressed and we walk back into the living area. We sit in the egg chairs and Cameron sits taking pictures of us. I smile and Cameron nods. "That would have been more cute if Samuel didn't photobomb you." I turn around and see him above me. "Hey!" I shout in an angry-mocking tone and he laughs. "I will photobomb you Mr. Larsen!" I say and he laughs.
When everyone is dressed I go into the guys dorm and lie up on Samuel's bed. I yawn and look through my mentions.
"I LOVE You Guys."
"Screwing The Moral High Road Today. Sometimes You Just Have To Give In."
"Won't You Let Your Fires Burn?"
I tweet and lie back down and with a yawn, i'm out.
