Maclain's POV
So I was enjoying my day off at Trever's place and the rest of the gang was here. Well except Garry. He had something to do. So the guys we're playing cards and I was on the couch eating chips going through all the channels.

"And bitch I win!" Cole said slamming down his cards on the table.

Michael and Trever looked at eachother before looking back at him.

"No uno."they both said.

Okay lol their playing UNO.

"Fuuuuuck!" Cole yelled and I shook my head and laughed before shoving another chip in my mouth.

"Your gonna get fat." Michael said smiling.

I grinned and turned to look at him. "Like you?" I said and he frowned.

"Oooooh!" Trever yelled.

"How would you like ice for that burn?" Cole asked laughing as he took a peek at Trever's cards.

I laughed and turned back to look at the TV. For a second I thought I saw myself in orange lipstick.

"Go back!" Trever yelled.

"Okay." I said rolling my eyes and then my eyes widen at what I saw.

It was me running from the press in heels. Orange lipstick-

"What the holy fuck." I said.

"Damn." Michael and Cole said and whistled.

My cheeks felt hot. "What?!" I yelled at them.

"Shut up so I can hear what their saying!" Trever yelled.

"You yelling ain't helping." Cole said chuckling.

They all came on the couch squishing me.

"I hate you all." I said and of course they shushed me.

"Who is this person? All we know is they can sing."the news reporter said and then passed the mic.

"I'd like to give this person a deal." Mount Monet said and my eyes widen. (A rich guy who gets people started in their singing career I made up the name just now XD)

"If anyone knows this person contact this number."the lady said and the number appeared on the bottom screen.

"FIND ME SOME PAPER AND A FUCKING PEN!" I yelled looking all around and they looked at me like I was crazy.

I found a pen and wrote the number on my hand.

"Do you know-" Cole started to ask but I grabbed my jacket.

"Where the hell are you going?" Michael asked.

"Somewhere. I'll be back." I said and slammed the door closed.

Fuck! What is Calvin's fucking number?! Did I even ask him?! Fuck no. Of course I didn't. Time to take a bus then to the rich side.

What could happen? I don't know myself lol. Well I might. Anyyyyway peace my potatoes.