A/N: the entire 'upcoming album' is every song from Taylor swifts reputation album.
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As I left her there I went scrambling through my cabinets trying to find my damn notebook, it has to be somewhere in this damn storage room!
"AHA!" I yell as I snatch the book from one of the cabinets, now I've got to find a pen, great...
I finally found one and started adding to the song I had wrote called "queen of my heart" no, it wasn't perfect but it will be pretty soon.
First things first I arrange the parts and erase almost half of it. 'I'm perfectly fine, I live on my own
I made up on my mind, I'm better off bein' alone
We met a few weeks ago
Now you try on callin' me, baby, like tryin' on clothes' I read from the first verse of the song I had wrote when I first met Becca.
Now for the hard part, there's a blank... you know what FUCK IT 'So prove to me I'm your American Queen
And you move to me like I'm a Motown beat
And we rule the kingdom inside my room
'Cause all the boys and their expensive cars
With their Range Rovers and their Jaguars
Never took me quite where you do' I wrote down, this is going to be fun.
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After what I thought was only 30 minutes was actually 2 hours and I had finally finished the song, I already know this one is going to be one of my favorites.
I go back to my room to see Becky already streaming, "hey b-Minx" I correct myself quickly.
"Hey you ready?" She says eagerly, just like 3 hours ago she was bitching and moaning about how she doesn't want to do this stream, damn. "Yeah hold on" I say before heading to my dresser.
"Color?" I ask her. "Teal" she responds instantly before rambling on about something else on her stream.
"Here" I say practically throwing the bikini at her, "I can't believe I'm doing this for you" she yells, but not in her mad voice... she's getting soft for me lmao.
"That just happens when your friends with me, now go change. I'll entertain your stream." I say eager to see her in a bikini, damnit I'm a simp. "Ok I'll be right back." She says before disappearing behind the bathroom door.
I'm having a lot of fun looking at chat as they are asking me questions like 'are you two dating' and 'I ship them hardddd' there's nothing I can do but smile to myself. One even called me step mom, I reallyyyyy wish I could tell them, but you know, psycho 13 year olds will ruin all the fun.
"I don't trust this" I hear minx yell from the bathroom. "Want me to bring you another one?" I yell back "please, that'd be great!"
I get up and pick out a black one and give it to her. "Thanks this'll do" she says closing the door again.
