DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters... except you know, the OC's I made and stuff... But just to clarify, any actions done or words said by the characters are stuff I have made up and if it happens in real life... Well that's a funny coincidence! So if you like it, please review it and if you want more of the story, tell me! So, I'm going to start the story now... Yep... Starting the story... Now.

"Bella! Get your butt out of bed! It's the second day of the month! You know what that... means..." My best friend, Zoe said as she burst into my room. "What the...? How drunk were you last night?" She asks. I sit up and look at her.

"I, wasn't drunk at all. I had one drink, it was your other friend Max who came in and screwed my room up last night. Say thanks by the way, it's not like I'm catching a plane in a couple of hours and need to clean up before I leave." I say, smirking. "Ugh, do I have to get up now?" I say and fall back into the bed.

"Oh no, you are not bailing on me now, missy! I've been planning this trip for 2 goddamn months, and you. Are. Coming. With me!" Zoe yells and struts out of the room. She always was the bossy type, not that it bothered me anymore, I was used to her personality by now.

"Arabella Evans! Get up, now!" I hear Zoe shout.

"Fine! But I won't be bright eyes and bushy tailed until at least 10!" I yell back.

"Well the flight leaves at 9 so get up!" I smile and slowly manage to pull myself out of bed and into the kitchen. Three freshly cooked waffles are piled on a plate on the kitchen bench. I smile again, Zoe's always got everything sorted. I take my waffles and sit down on the couch, flicking through a couple of channels before finding nothing remotely interesting but the news so I leave it on. I'm halfway through my second waffle when there's suddenly a loud crash from Zoe's bedroom.

"Zo! Zoe? Zoe are you okay?" I say and rush into her room. I see her head emerging from a pile of clothes and a red suitcase now resides a metre away from her.

"Suitcase malfunction... It's all under control..."

"Looks like it. So, did you pick up the suitcase and smash it on your head or...?" I question.

"Very funny! I've had my stuff packed for weeks. I put the suitcase on the top shelf of my wardrobe so I wouldn't have to pack later. I was getting it down and..." She stopped and gestured to the scattered clothes and items on the floor.

"I see, seems like you've got this sorted so I'm going to... Yeah..." I say and go back to eating my waffles in the lounge room. After breakfast and a shower, I put on a pair of black converse's, dark red denim shorts, my Harry Potter t-shirt and bracelets I was given by friends from Uni. I only have two things left to pack now, toothbrush and toothpaste. Once I've made sure I've packed everything, I leave my suitcase near the front door and sit down on the couch for a while.

"Shit!" I yell and run into the bathroom. I forgot I left my phone in the cupboard when I had a shower. I take it out and looked in the mirror, my hair is a mess. "Zoe?" I singsong, "You're not... Doing anything right now are you?"

"If you want me to do your hair bring your stuff into the lounge room and wait for a second!" She calls out.

"Thank you!" I yell back and take a couple of bobby pins and a few hair ties into the lounge room with me. Zoe is an intern at Madam Macy's, the leading Hairdresser for the whole town, there wasn't a single person who didn't want their hair done by Macy or one of her crew and very few were ever chosen by Macy herself to work there. Meanwhile I worked as a comic writer for State Magazine, for the past two years I had made The Little Miss comic popular again since it died out a couple of years ago, it was more of the town as a family's joke about one of the resident's young girl's who was spoilt by her parents and always refused to do anything if someone else could do it for her... She grew up, married a millionaire and moved to Hawaii last I heard.

"So, will it be the usual?" Zoe came in and looked at the equipment I had put on the coffee table, "No, it won't be... You want something different but don't know what... You want me to surprise you!" She yelled. She could always figure out what someone wanted to do with their hair just by the look on their face or the amount of bobby pins and hair ties they place on a coffee table. I sit in silence and let Zoe do my hair, I watch a bit of the news while I wait. A building collapsed near the shops, two previously owned dogs have been found abandoned by their owners, McDonald's have added a new product to their m-"Done!" I'm interrupted, and I rush to the closest mirror to see what fancy style she's done on my hair this time. "Belle it suits you!"

"I love it, thank you!" I say and turn around to hug her. She's pulled my hair back into a high bun and left two bits of hair either side of my face.

"Now there's 2 hours before the flight leaves and I made sure you were bright and bushy tailed by 12. You ready? We'll need to get there early to check in and stuff." Zoe says. I nod and turn off the TV.

"Goodbye for now apartment! We'll be back!" I say, "Goddammit Bella!" I whisper to myself and walk into the bathroom again, I walk out holding my phone in my hand and giggle, "That's the third time today I've left my phone in there..."


"Flight 217 to London is now boarding at gate 12, All passengers of Flight 217 to London, your plane is now boarding." We both jump up to the front of the line.

"I told you sitting there would have it's advantages," Zoe says, she hands her ticket over and soon enough, we've found our seats in aisle 54, I've got the aisle seat and Zoe's taken the one next to me. There's the usual safety precautions, you know, life jacket under your seat, masks will come down in case of emergency and then finally, we've taken off. I pick up the menu guide, the waffles were great but I'm starving. After an hour in the air, and a meal that's left me stuffed, I get up and make my way to the toilet. There's not much space in these things... When I get back to my seat, Zoe's fast asleep and I'm feeling tired too.

"All passengers, this is your captain speaking, please stow your tray tables and make sure your seatbelts are securely fastened, we are beginning our descent into London, thank you." I sit up so quickly I hit my head on the video screen in front of me.

"Jesus Christ, how long did we sleep for...?" I mumble.

"You slept for like, the entire flight, I woke up for an hour but went back to sleep." Zoe mumbles back.

After what seems like forever, we've finally got off the plane and collected our luggage.

"HELLO LONDON!" We both shout when we exit the airport. There's a couple of taxi's lined up so we go up to one, he takes us to our hotel and we fumble around with our money trying to give the driver the right change.

"Good luck, girls. People can tell you're not from around here." He says.

"They can?" I ask.

"You look lost and your Aussie accents give it away too." He says, "Don't worry, I was lost when I first came here too, Goodbye." He tells us and we climb out of the car. Zoe and I both look up at the massive building towering over us.

"Wow... It's bigger than I expected it to be..." Zoe says.

"You better hope we're not on the top floor." I reply and we walk inside, it's such a clean place, not a single speck of dust in sight, the marble tile floors and glass chandelier add so much class to the look.

"Oh, uh, right, hello," Zoe says to the front desk worker, "I made a reservation online earlier, under 'Hudson and Evans' for a two bed room."

"Okay, let me just check the room situation," the front desk worker says, she's a young woman, about our age I guess, "Oh yes, 'Hudson and Evans' here we are, you two are in room 12D on floor 12. Here are your keys and we hope you enjoy your stay." She says and hands us two sets of key cards.

"Thank you," I say and we take our suitcases over to the elevator. When we get up to the twelfth floor, we find our room is the second on the right and we get inside.

"Jesus..." Zoe whispers, "This is even better than the lobby!" She exclaims.

"Bagsies that bed!" I say and run to one of the two beds, "This place is spectacular!" I say. I'm going to enjoy this holiday.


So yeah! First chapter! Fun! :) I hope you are liking it so far even though it's only been about packing and getting on a plane. Please review if you liked it, just tell me I'm doing something right! So, thanks for reading and I'll be posting the second chapter soon.