(Taylor's POV)
"Taylor!" Jordan called from his room.
"Jordan!" I called back searching through my closet for clothes I wanted to pack. I heard Jordan run from his room.
"Very funny." He murmured as he reached my closet. "Do you know where my travel size deodorant is?" It was still in his bag from the last time we went on a trip. I pretended to think while tapping my finger against my chin.
"Hmm…." I trailed off. "Could it be in your bag from last time?" I raised my eyebrow as I looked at him. He thought for a second before running back to his room. A small 'Ah-hah!' made me laugh before going back to packing. I had already packed a bag of pants, bras, underwear, and socks and was now packing shirts, skirts, hats, shoes, and my penny board. It was all going in backpacks and duffel bags since I had called my brother, who is rich, and asked him to fly us to PAX East.
"Which one." Jordan asked holding up two shirts. One was black and the other was blue. I pretended to think again.
"Go with black that way if anything spills on you it won't show." He nodded and left, wrapping the blue shirt around it's hanger. Today we had to be packed and ready because we couldn't be late for our plane. As I zipped my bag my phone went off.
"Hey Wade." I answered while grabbing my Harley Quinn bag and heading to my bathroom to pack some more.
"Hey Tay." I rolled my eyes as Wade laughed at his little rhyme. "So I hear movement...are you packing?" I wrapped my hair dryer, curler, and straightener in bags so nothing would get on them.
"Yeah me and Jordan are packing so we aren't late for the flight. My brother is going to fly us up there." I told Wade as I packed my makeup and hair tools into my bag.
"Nice." I shrugged as I stared at myself in the mirror. I was 23 and never had a boyfriend. Why? I was severely self conscious. I didn't like how my body was shaped or how my ears were pointed. "Tay?" I hummed softly as I ran my fingers over the blades contemplating if I should put them in my bag. My brother had a policy that he would check the bags himself when people were going on his plane. He didn't trust anyone but me. "How are you?"
"I'm fine." I responded throwing the blades in my bag. They laid softly against the hairdryers bag unfortunately making a soft 'clink' as they landed.
"Bullshit!" Wade yelled shocking me. "You are not taking those damn blades with you, Taylor!" I clipped the bag shut and left the bathroom. "Put them back." I ignored him, tossing my bag on the bed. "Taylor." Sighing I shut the phone off effectively ending the call.
"Jordan!" I yelled down the hall as I reached the kitchen.
"Yeah?!" He called back poking his head out of the door. He was obviously recording something since he was in his comfy rolling chair.
"Can I put the blinds up in the living room? I wanna draw." Jordan nodded before rolling himself back to the desk. I pulled my hair into a messy ponytail before typing in the code and pressing the code to bring the blinds up. Sunshine burst into the room as I walked back to my room and grabbed my sketch pad, pencils, and colored pencils. I decided to keep my phone off as I got ready to sketch the city.
-Around 2 ½ hours later-
"Hey." I turned slightly as Jordan emerged from his room. I had finished my sketch about a half an hour ago and was just staring out the large window. "When do we need to be at the airport?" I reached over and turned my phone back on. Jacob, my brother, had texted me the time yesterday night while I was asleep. Sighing I ignored Wade's texts and checked what time we needed to be there.
"Uh let's see...12 A.M. tomorrow. So at noon." Jordan nodded and sat down with me, pulling me closer so I laid my head on his shoulder. "I don't want to go." I whispered as my eyes slipped closed.
"Why not?" Jordan whispered back rubbing my arm. Jordan acted as if he was my eldest brother all the time, ever since we had met as children.
"They know about it….my ears." My voice cracked as I started to cry.
"They love them." I looked up in confusion. "Your fans love you and your elf ears. Hell even some of them have elf ears." I couldn't help but shake my head. "You're gonna be on two panels that your fans will want to be at just to see those cute little things stick out. Mitch said that he wanted to touch them if he can." I laughed.
"Well you can tell Mitch that if he can catch me he can touch them." Jordan smiled and kissed my head. "Do you want some steak tonight?" I asked.
"Yes please." He responded as he reached over and picked up my sketch. "You should give these away." I raised my eyebrow as I rose from my seat and started to get the steak ready. "Like every Monday you give one that you made away, sign it, and then on Friday you mail it to the lucky fan." Thinking about it I realized it was a good idea.
"Alright genius." Jordan puffed out his chest and struck a superhero pose. "Ah save us Mr. Has-too-much-ego-man!" I laughed as Jordan glared.
