A/N: So, we all know of Zoe and Drew but we don't actually know much about their personalities, especially Drew's. I just wanted to say that they are basically made up characters because of that but obviously they are who they are in real life.. pfff, does that make sense? Idk...

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"Wait, what if you add a small portion of 'Overheated' into 'Not My Responsibility,' and then have a sick transition?" I asked with excitement.

"I've been thinking, we should use the background audio of 'Not My Responsibility' into a song, what if we incorporate it into 'Overheated?" Finneas proposes.

"Oh my god, YES!" I shouted, clapping my hands like a child. Putting songs together, especially when they are so close to being done is my favourite part of the entire process and this song is so close to being done. Half the album is done and I couldn't be more excited, so many things are in the works right now and one of my favourites being the talk of a tour. Touring can be stressful as hell but performing makes it all worth it and the thought of performing new songs is like excitement and exhilaration coursing through my veins.

"How are things coming along?" Claudia asks as she steps into the studio, sitting down next to me on the couch.

"Amazing," I answered with a bright smile.

"I'm glad, this album seems to be coming a lot more natural than the last."

"Don't even get me started," I groaned, remembering how stressful my first album was to write and produce.

"Billie this is sounding really good," Finneas took his headphones off, twisting his chair to see Claudia and I.

"Clauds," he beamed.

"I made you both some brownies for whenever you want!" She smiled happily.

"Great, I could use a break," Finneas placed his headphones on his desk, jumping up.

"I'll be up in a bit," I laid my head on the back of the couch, pulling out my phone as they nodded and walked upstairs. Opening up the groupchat between Zoe, Drew, and I.

How was it last night?

OMFG guys

TELL US!

i haven't ever cum that fast

That's because your sex life hasn't been this dry in years

OR it means Carter's tongue does wonders

no no, she didn't even use her tongue

So she has magical fingers?

exactly

but she did promise me head

I'm glad you're getting some. You been mad agrivated lately

ok, bye

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"I'm out," I announce before kicking the backdoor of the Apple store open and jumping into my car to see a few texts from Dion. I click on his contact, calling him before starting my car.

"Carter!" He answers enthusiastically.

"What's up?"

"Want to come over? I just got some new shit and Rory is here."

"I only have a couple hours before I gotta pick up Hazey but yeah sure."

"Sick," he responds before hanging up the phone.

Dion is like a big brother to me, but he's also my best friend. His girlfriend Rory and I are also pretty close, maybe even becoming closer than Dion and I. They are the only two people who stuck by my side when I took in Hazelee. Not just that but they definitely helped me through it all.

"Rory!" I squealed, running into her arms.

"Careful, I almost burnt your hair off," she laughed, pulling away and waving the joint in my face.

"Oops," I shrugged. "Hi Dion," I smiled, giving him a side hug.

"Wow, really felt the love," he joked.

"Sorry, I just haven't seen Rory in so long," I apologized with a shrug.

"Anyways, let's talk business?" He asked on a more serious note as I sat next to Rory. I nodded my head, getting ready to listen to the list of drugs he has.

Dion started selling a few years ago and I never was into hard drugs, just weed. He kept that shit away from me until I needed money desperately for Hazelee. It took a lot of convincing but eventually, he agreed to let me sell under him. I only sell to a few people and I make 80% giving the other 20% back to Dion. I can quit whenever but I don't see why I would. I don't sell to the super sketchy people, just some high school kids looking to escape their reality.

I inhaled the joint Rory had passed me as Dion spoke, "Obviously cocaine, weed, molly and shrooms but I also got salvia, Oxy and codeine."

"I'll probably just get the usual," I shrugged while exhaling a thick cloud of smoke.

"Alright," he nodded, opening up a drawer behind him and collecting the supplies.

I try not to sell anything too hard, usually just weed and molly, sometimes shrooms. Maybe I should start selling more... some of my people have been asking about what else I can get them.

"Actually, add some coke," I muttered, watching him nod.

"So girl, what's new?" Rory asked, switching up the conversation.

"Nothing. James is still an ass hole and Hazelee is the sweetest- Oh but I did meet this girl," I beamed, passing the joint back to Rory.

"Ooh? Spill!"

"Nothing special, she's hot though and makes hella bank," I said, grabbing the bag Dion passed to me.

"She good in bed?" Rory raised a brow with a slight smirk.

"We've only hooked up once and it was in her car so 'ion know, but she's sexy as hell," I exaggerated the last word.

"Okay, I'm not interested in hearing this," Dion scrunched up his face.

"Well, too bad," Rory rolled her eyes.

"Actually yeah, lets change the subject," I agreed with Dion.

About an hour passed and I made sure not to smoke too much so I was sober when going to pick up Hazelee from daycare.

Walking into the building Hazelee spotted me shouting "CARCAR," and running into my arms as she does every day. I picked her up, squeezing her and giving her a kiss before turning to Sophia, her teacher.

"How was she today?" I asked, slipping her indoor shoes off.

"Great as always. She had a wonderful nap," Sophia smiled.

"Awesome," I walked over to her cubby and put on her outdoor shoes before saying goodbye and watching her hug one of her friends before buckling her into the car seat.

"You wanna listen to some music?" I asked, glancing back at her to see her nodding excitedly. I put on a playlist I made for her and focused on the road. I hadn't made any dinner plans and we didn't have much at home so I made a pit stop at a burger shop before finally driving us home.

"You gotta eat something Haze," I frowned, watching her stare at the plate of food in front of her.

"Do you want to watch Moana tonight?" I asked with raised brows.

"Yeah yeah!" She clapped.

"Then you gotta eat," I demanded which made her pout but she did finally eat. The girl is so picky when it comes to food and it only makes life more difficult.

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I zoned in and out of the movie as I have seen it a million times, my head began to race which has been happening a lot more recently. What if I did get caught selling? Where would Hazelee go? Would James get custody? Would she go into the system? I really couldn't let either of those things happen. Hazelee means the world to me, she's my little ray of sunshine who keeps me grounded; But I don't think I'd be making enough of a living if I stopped selling.

I noticed Hazelee's eyes drifting shut so I grabbed the remote, shutting the tv off and scooping her up, walking her to her room and setting her down into her bed, pulling a blanket over her.

"I love you Hazey," I kissed her goodnight and pushed the hair out of her face smiling down at her.

"Wove you," she mumbled, her eyes drifting shut again as I walked out of the room, softly shutting the door. I walked over to my bedroom, turning on the blue led lights before stripping out of my clothes and deciding to scroll through my phone.

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A/N: Horrible ending to this chapter, I know.

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