"I get really sick and tired of boys up in my face pick-up lines like what's your sign? Won't get you anyplace" Michelle sang along to her stereo using a brush as her microphone. She threw the brush into the open suitcase on her bed and continued singing as she packed more clothes into her bag. Suddenly her door flung open and her sister, Jen started belting out the second verse, "Mirror, mirror on the wall Damn, I sure look fine I can't blame those horny boys I would make me mine" The girls finished singing along to the song alternating on verses. Once the song ended Michelle turned down her stereo and went back to packing as Jen sat down on her sister's bed. "I still can't believe we're leaving tomorrow for the WWE." Jen flipped her body so she was laying on her stomache. "Dude I can, I've busted my ass long enough, we definately deserve this!" Michelle gained the laughter of her sister as she smiled. Michelle was the older of the two at 22 years old. She had long blonde hair which was ussually kept up rather than down. She had the body of an athlete, very toned and yet also curvey where it counted. Jen stood a good three inches taller than her sister. She was more slender than muscular and had brown hair that fell just short of Michelle's hair. Being only two years apart made the two very close friends. "Don't you have to pack too?" Michelle asked as she continued to shove more things into her bag. "You see that's the difference between you and me, I get things done on time while YOU end up doing everything last minute." "Hey I'm still on time, we haven't left yet have we?" Michelle countered. Jen sighed, "Yeah but you just wait for tomorrow, you'll be packing another bag, and then you'll want to say bye to like everyone you've ever met in your life... Oh and don't forget this will be happening like five minutes before our plane leaves becuase someone likes to sleep until the last possible minute available." Michelle laughed, "True, true, but life wouldn't be exciting if we didn't do things my way." Jen shook her head and laughed as she got up and left her sister's room. "Hey Jenny! We gotta call Ma tonight, I forgot to tell ya." "You'd so think I was the older sister." Jen mumbled to herself. "Huh?" Michelle asked while still focusing on her packing. "Don't call me Jenny!" Jen yelled from the other room she was now in. "Alright... Jenny." Michelle answered back while laughing.
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