Michael....so beautiful!

The booming sounds of rhythmic beats pound in Westlake Studio A as 冬青, 冬青树 sits at the mixing board. Her long hair pulled back in a ponytail as the 粉丝 are on full blast to beat out the hot Californian summer heat wave of 1979. Even in her 雏菊, 黛西 duke shorts and tank top, she can still feel her skin sticking to the vinyl chair. As the beats go she sits with paper in front of her and writes corresponding lyrics that come to her, sometimes humming, others 唱歌 out loud. The time in her studio was her saving grace lately; especially her and Michael haven’t been as close lately, not 由 Michael’s...

Jaycee's P.O.V.

I grunt while dragging my drunken sister Jada out of the bar. My hand is shoved in my 短裙, 裙子 pocket, shuffling around for the keys to my Ford Cantina. Times like this is when I wish that Jada was never my sister. She's an underage drinker and my mom has done nothing to stop it. It's not like she would anyway; she's always with her ' boyfriend ' James.

When I opened the car door, I slid Jada in the backseat, when she starts to mumble under her breath. As I come closer, her breath hits me in the face 5 秒 before her face was close to mine.

My nose crinkles up in disgust before...