Mar Nelson comes back home from her world wide tour to finish her last year of high school. Coming back to two loving parents, five brothers, and two loyal friends relationship and friendships would get stronger.
Trent McCord is the newest best fr...
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Comments: Bridgette: ur awesome!!!!
Geoff: unforgettable night 😎
Duncan: W hotel night
Trent: I think....
Mar: shut up
James: um, my invite MUST have gotten lost in the mail
Alien4528: I miss laying in our bed together
Alien668: that view, fuck!
Alien01: nice to meet ya stranger
Mar: how'd do you do partner 🤠
Mar: morning surprises >>
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Mar's POV
I sat on the couch of my studio, looking over the lyrics on the sheet on paper in my lap. Bouncing the pen against my temple, I huff in annoyance at my current lack of creativity. I hate when I get in these moods and my creativity process is blocked. The only phrase I have written down on the sheet of paper was,
Our eyes met unexpectedly, through out the day. I blushed and no doubt you saw it. Of course you knew I liked you, And that was your advantage.
Sam Smith, my friend for a year and a three time Grammy winner, and I recent linked up at a party where we talked and he brought up how he was working on his next album. He complimented my music and asked if I wanted to write a song for him. I told him I'd check my drafts to see if anything matched what his next album would be about and since they didn't we settled on me just making a new song.
I throw my head back and look up at the ceiling, trying to come up with something more than the three sentences I had on my paper, when the door to my studio opens and closes.
"Mar. We have a problem," Duncan said plopping down beside me.
"What is it?" I ask plainly while keeping my attention on the lines of my ceiling.
"Well, me and Bridge was going to spend the night here, curtesy of your mom, because of all the arguing at home," Trent speaks up making me lift my head to meet his eyes.
He stood in front of me and Duncan with his hands in his sweatpants. The grey ones, that suddenly left me feeling hot inside. My eyes trained on him while Duncan starts to voice the problem at hand.
