The plane ride had been painless, and short. British Airways had direct flights going into Toronto, and it only took a matter of eight hours to fly over the ocean. The time had been long enough to Jude to fall asleep in her chair, completely laid back, and softly snoring. She had been too restless to sleep the night before, and she was glad to have gotten a few more hours in on the plane.
Gwen had sat next to her, her eyes focused on nothing but her Kindle. When they had first boarded the plane, she had told Jude that she planned on getting a lot of reading done on their trip, and Jude was amazed to see how serious she was. But now, Gwen gently shook Jude's arm, trying to wake her up. She could see land outside of their window, and had been told that they would be descending in a few moments. When the seatbelt sign came on, she when it was time of Jude to put her seat back up.
"No." Jude moaned, rolling away from her.
"You're the one that's going to look like crap stepping off this flight then." Gwen whispered. "And to think, those poor heels could be put through so much shame." She knew that would make Jude sit up right.
"My heels?" she asked, looking down at her feet, the black DKNY shoes were still perfect. She groaned, stretching her arms above her head. "No one looks good after flying." Jude muttered.
"I look the same as when I got on the plane." Gwen laughed, and she was right, the girl didn't have a single smudge on her black lined eyes, and her hair sat in the perfect bun it had been in hours ago when she first arrived in Jude's flat.
"You've got like super powers though." Jude sighed. Glancing again out the window, taking in the familiar sight of the Toronto sky line. Jude couldn't recall a time that Gwen hadn't looked perfectly put together.
"Are you getting nervous?" Gwen asked slowly.
"Why would I be nervous?" Jude when what she was asking, but she felt it was better to play dumb, to act as though she had nothing to worry about. She yawned loudly, stretching her legs out this time. "I'm excited to see my sister."
"The trail, Jude." Gwen sighed. "It's not like you go through one of these all the time, hopefully never again."
"I honestly don't see why I have to come." Jude told her. "I gave my statements, what more do they want from me?"
"You have to go, because you need some peace of mind. You need to know that she's not going to be able to go crazy on anyone else." Gwen sounded a lot like Nicola when she spoke. When Jude had first meet her, she was sure the two were related, this looks were so similar, and so were their mannerisms. Like Nicola, Gwen had long legs, and wavy long brown hair, she was slender, and Jude was sure the two woman had the same colored eyes. But the moment Jude heard Gwen speak faster than normal, she was able to pick up on an accent that Jude was sure wasn't British. She had never asked Gwen, because it never seemed appropriate.
"Okay, okay." Jude fluttered her hand at the girl, searching through her purse. She pulled out the compact mirror that had lived in her purse for years to checked her makeup and hair. Jude hadn't' become vain or shallow, but it was hard not to worry about how she looked when she knew the girl next to her looked amazing. Gwen was simple looking, she wasn't overly gorgeous, but Jude had learned over time, that her kind heart was what made Jude see her as being pretty.
"Want to know my secret?" Gwen let out a satisfied sighed, sitting back in her seat.
Jude turned her head slightly to look at the girl.
"I reapplied my make-up twenty minutes ago in the bathroom." She smirked.
Jude threw the mirror at her, laughing. It was so easy to have Gwen around, she was like the girlfriend Jude had wanted after her and Kat ended their friendship. She was the type of girl she had been looking for with Megan, but she knew that Gwen wasn't crazy, she had her background check to prove it. Jude also knew it helped that Gwen worked for her.
"And the hair?" Jude wondered. She knew that if she had tried to put her hair into a bun eight hours ago, it would now be a mess. But Gwen's still sat perfect, twisted and tucked just as though she had just finished going it.
"42 pens, and 4 bands." The girl laughed again. "Plus I wear my hair like this all day, its use to it."
"It might be, but I'm amazed at how perfect it still looks." Jude rolled her eyes, fixing her eye liner.
"You look more natural, more like you." Gwen reassured her.
Jude was grateful that Gwen was coming with her, she wasn't sure that she would have even been able to make it to the airport with her. Even though Jude had a lot of support from her friends and family at home in Toronto, and support from her new label in London, the support she got from Gwen was different, it was like the support she got from her sister.
