A/N: To the 1st Guest who informed me about the formatting error. Thank you!

To the 2nd Guest who wrote the long complaint. The only way this can be fixed is if you either don't wake up and read cause you aren't at all nice in the morning. That or just don't read my stories. I'm not a writing or English Grammar major. It's actually Art. I can only offer creativity and new ideas. So instead of taking this as a rude comment and taking it to heart, I'll laugh like Lizzie. After dealing with harsh comments about my work and finally being brave enough to write again, I won't stop because of you. Stop trolling and be a beta if you hate me work so much.

I don't want to disable guest from writing reviews because they have their rights too. Go away or be actually helpful.

There was one thing to be certain of in the morning of the Bennet girl's house. Time in the bathroom was a battlefield. Even with two bathrooms, there would still be one person not able to get to a shower or mirror.

For this very reason, they decided to work out a schedule that benefitted everyone.

Lizzie, Mary, and Kitty were always the first ones up, then Jane with Lydia waking up last.

Mary and Kitty always felt the middle children's luck of not receiving as much attention as their sisters. It was what made them close.

"Last night was kind of fun," Kitty began, brushing her teeth.

Mary rolled her eyes, "If you consider being in a stuffy room and watching Jane get hit on again."

"You know I still don't understand why she wanted me to switch verses of the opening song by Meghan Trainor."

"Either he was a nice guy and she was trying to be polite, or..."

Kitty's eyes bulged and her mouth still filled with toothpaste fell open. She had to spit and rinse out her mouth before she could speak.

"You think she might like him? Like for real?" Kitty frowned and looked in the mirror, "Who would've thought she could find her Prince Charming in a bar."

"That's why Lizzie isn't convinced he's the one," Mary murmured as she concentrated on putting in her contacts.

"I think she's just pissed with what the guy's friend said. Heck, I would be too. Forget waiting to sing, I'd throw a beer in his face so he can smell for the rest of the night."

The two ladies laughed at that until Lizzie walked in with a raised eyebrow.

Mary went back to pulling her hair into a ponytail while her younger sister curled her partially wavy locks.

"Shall we sing this morning?" suggested Lizzie.

"We'd wake up the others," Kitty warned, looking at her sister through the reflection of the mirror.

Lizzie grinned, "The more the merrier."

She walked over to the speaker pill and plugged in her phone, scrolling down to the morning song they loved to sing.

As the music started up, Kitty began bobbing her head and running her fingers through her hair. Mary fastened the cross she wore around her neck.

"Ow!" Lizzie shouted, picking up her brush to use as a microphone.

"Who's that sexy thang I see over there?", Kitty pointed towards her reflection, "That's me, standin' in the mirror"

"What's that icy thang hangin' 'round my neck?

That's gold, show me some respect (oh ah)" Mary sang fingering her cross before putting her hands into a praying position, "I thank God every day"

"uh huh," Lizzie nodded, singing back up.

"That I woke up feelin' this way," Kitty danced.

"uh huh"

"And I can't help lovin' myself," Kitty wagged her finger, "And I don't need nobody else, nuh uh"

Mary playfully pushed her sister aside to stand fully in front of the mirror, "If I was you, I'd wanna be me too

I'd wanna be me too

I'd wanna be me too

Kitty, hip bumped her sister to take her place, fluffing her hair as she smiled at herself in the mirror, "If I was you, I'd wanna be me too

I'd wanna be me too

I'd wanna be me too"

Lydia came in, looking a little disheveled from sleep as just the music played before the next verse started up, "I walk in like a dime piece. I go straight to VIP. I never pay for my drinks,"

She sat on the closed toilet as if it were her throw as Lizzie and Mary pretended to hand her glasses of expensive drinks and a menu instead of it really being the mouth rinsing cup and a magazine. Soon they all moved to pretend to follow Kitty as she sang.

"My entourage behind me. My life's a movie, Tom Cruise. So bless me, baby, achoo! And even if they tried to, they can't do it like I do."

"I thank God every day," Mary cheered.

"uh huh," all the other girls were now doing back up.

"That I woke up feelin' this way"

"uh huh"

"And I can't help lovin' myself," Kitty finished, "And I don't need nobody else, nuh uh."

Lydia began hogging the mirror, a little more aggressive than her sisters, "If I was you, I'd wanna be me too, I'd wanna be me too, I'd wanna be me too"

Lizzie rolled her eyes and decided to hip check her youngest sister out of the way, "If I was you, I'd wanna be me too, I'd wanna be me too, I'd wanna be me too

"Ow!" Kitty sang loudly.

They continued on singing to the final repeat was over. They all giggled like they were little girls before the fight for the bathroom finally began.

Lizzie frowned in confusion. Normally Jane would join them for their morning song.

'A boast of self-confidence' her older sister called it.

She moved through the house of their old childhood home. The need to not look into the empty bedroom of their parents always left a stabbing pain to her heart as she walked by.

They had both past away in an accident during their anniversary. The girls had all been devastated at hearing the news. It was what brought them closer than before and the need to look out for each other. Men were considered a distraction unless he was 'the one'.

The girls all promised to be each other's accountability partners to make sure they weren't taken in by shallow men. Work and earning money to keep the house and car were what was important now. Not dating.

Lizzie finally made it to her older sister's room and she knocked lightly on the door before opening it.

Jane was lying in bed looking at her phone.

"Jane? You didn't join us this morning."

It was not an accusing tone, just one of confusion.

"Sorry. I got distracted," Jane said guiltily.

"Distracted?"

Lizzie plopped down on the foot of the bed while her older sister pulled herself into a sitting position.

"I was texting...Charles... from the bar last night."

Lizzie just stared at her sister for several seconds in shock before she finally was able to say something, "What?!"

A/N: Song of the day is also Meghan Trainor 'Me Too'. She is probably one of my favorite singer right now.

I don't mean to steal her work, just promote it a little :)