Emily
As soon as she answered the door, Lilly's eyes grew wide.

"Oh my god, Em, what happened to your face?!?"

I looked down into the reflection on my phone.

"Shit", I mumbled.

The face that I saw had a huge bruise near the chin and bloodshot eyes. In the middle of everything that was happening, I had forgotten to cover it up with some makeup.

I laughed. "Oh this thing? My dumbass walked right into a stop sign."

She raised her eyebrow, and I gave her the best reassuring smile that I could fake. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. I've seen her do this a couple times before, usually when she's stressed.

She opened her eyes, grabbed my hand, and pulled me in her house, shutting the front door with her free hand.

We walked down a long hall way until we reached her room. Her bedroom was a tumblr girl's dreams. I would be lying if I didn't say I kind of liked it.

Lilly's dad was a pilot, and her mom was the CEO of some tech company. Because of her parents' jobs, she lived on the rich side of New York. The funny thing is that I lived on the same side, but you would never be able to tell.

Lilly sat down on the bed and patted the space next to her. Reluctantly, I sat down next to her.

"Okay, who do I need to kill?". She asked the question like it was perfectly normal.

"What do you mean?", I asked her.

"I'm not stupid Em. We've been best friends since we were were freshmen. You always bite your lip when your nervous. I know you, Emily Hayes. And I know you didn't get that"- she said, pointing to my bruise -"from a damn stop sign. Please Emily, tell me."

I rolled my eyes playfully. "Lills, I'm not lying. You know how clumsy I am. Now let's go."

I grabbed her hand and pulled her up off of her bed.

"Emily, I...", she started, but I shushed her.

She groaned. "Fineeee, can you at least tell me where we're going?", she asked in defeat.

"To take some pictures. For your Instagram.", I told her.

She smiled wearily. "Okay, just let me get changed."

After about six minutes, I heard my phone ding and saw that Lilly had already posted something.

I smiled. Lilly has been somewhat famous on Instagram for almost a year now. She had thousands of followers and fans that sent her letters every week.

It was always a little confusing to me, how someone can get so much love out of posting pictures of themselves, but I'm still proud of her.

  She walked out of her closet and pulled my arm. "I'm all good let's go."

We ended up going to the city, and getting shots of her sticking out from the crowd. Lilly and I messed around in the city after that, and then went to the beach to get some more pictures.

After taking dozens of photos of Lilly, we walked back to her house, exhausted.

Suddenly, something caught my eye, and I stopped dead in my tracks. Lilly spun around, confused because I was no longer next to her.

She walked up to me. "Uh Em, are you okay?".

a/n : Lmao im looking back at these chaps and noticing how short they are. Now my chapters are like 1200 words, this is only around 600

Song : Wicked - mansionz

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