Wow, the reviews keep coming! This is more popular than House of Talent was at three chapters! Thank you so much for these positive reviews. I haven't had a bad review on any of my stories. Thank you all for that, and so this is dedicated to everyone who has ever read a single word and thought it was good. I love you guys.
Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis, Adele, or any of the songs used. I do own a crazy dog, though. He's biting my dad's feet as I write this. P.S., this will be Nina's P.O.V. unless said otherwise.
"WE'RE IN A FREAKING LIMO! OH MY GOD, IT HAS A MINI FRIDGE! AND A PRIVACY SCREEN! YOU HAVE A DRIVER, NINA!" Amber screamed as I ushered the Anubis residents into the limousine that Harris had sent to take us to the airport for our flight to London, where Adele would start off her tour. Everyone's parents eventually gave in, and let us take a semester off from school for this tour. We had tutors to help us catch up on school, and (hopefully) we'd get a tour bus.
I laughed, and pushed her into the limo. Joy squealed with delight, and remarked something about her and Robert Pattinson and how she might be in his league now, and Patricia rolled her eyes at Joy. Mick hopped in and immediately opened the mini fridge to see what was in there. He selected a water bottle, and climbed back to where Joy sat.
Fabian came last, and wrapped me in a hug. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked timidly, pulling away. Despite our fight, I still wasn't sure he wanted to come. "I do. In fact, I listened to some Adele, and she's pretty good," he whispered. I whacked him playfully in the arm, and said, "You'd better not have a celebrity crush on her. I'm the only celeb in your life." He smiled, and kissed me. "I know," he whispered. I grinned, and pushed him into the car.
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"Good, you're here," Harris said once we went through the flight (first class) and drove to the recording studio (in a limousine with a flat screen TV and built-in Wi-Fi). Sometimes I think Harris enjoys luxuries a little too much.
"So, where are we going?" Amber asked, stroking the wooden table. "Mahogany," I heard her whisper admiringly. "Well, we are spending a few days here, and then go to Ireland. After that, we're heading to Paris, Florence, Venice, and then we will go to America, do L.A., New York City, Phoenix, Santa Fe, Dallas, Atlanta, and finally back to California to do San Francisco." He nodded.
Everyone was thrilled with the locations. Amber wanted to go shopping in Paris, Mara wanted to visit the museums in Florence and see the Mona Lisa, Alfie wanted to go to Santa Fe because Area 51 was nearby, Jerome wanted to go to L.A. to see the Hollywood sign with Mara, Joy wanted to see the Hollywood star walk thingy, Patricia wanted to see the Empire State Building in New York City, Mick to see an Atlanta Braves game, Eddie to try fried butter in Dallas, Texas, and Fabian couldn't wait to see the Met in New York City.
"Okay, so Nina can fit about two people in her loft, and the others get their own hotel rooms." Harris said. Everyone goggled at the 'own hotel rooms' comment except for Amber. "Nina, pick the two you want." "Um…Amber and Fabian," I said. "But the rest of you can see it if you want," I added when Joy's and Mara's faces fell. Joy brightened, and said, "Another limo ride?"
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I led everyone inside the apartment building. "Hey, Dennis," I greeted my doorman. Jerome snorted. "Dennis the Doorman?" Dennis stared at Jerome with his icy blue eyes. "Don't mind Jerome, he's…Jerome." I said. He nodded, and asked in his deep voice, "There is a visitor for you in your loft, Miss Martin," he kept staring at Jerome.
I cleared my throat uncomfortably. "Well…let's go into this very high tech elevator," I cut into the stare down. Jerome nodded, narrowing his eyes at Dennis as he made his way to the elevator. Amber squealed, yelled, "I LOVE FAMOUS LIFE!" and dashed full out to the elevator. I shook my head. My friends were extremely whacky, but I loved them.
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"Welcome to my floor," I announced as we got off the elevator. It had a glass bottom, so of course Dennis the Doorman and Jerome the Joker continued the stare down through the panel of glass. Luckily my loft was on the top floor, so they eventually couldn't see each other.
I took out my key and unlocked number 525. As it clicked open, I heard a voice I'd never thought I'd hear again in my life. "Nina?" my gran asked.
I slammed the door against the wall and ran so fast I couldn't keep my balance well to the center of the room, and hugged my gran. "Gran," I managed to choke out. "How…?" Gran chuckled, and rumpled my hair fondly. "There are medical miracles, you know," she reminded me. "Oh, Gran…" I mumbled. I knew she was alive in the hospital; after all, I checked up daily and had visited her last week after she agreed on me going on tour. She had been asleep, but she had looked a lot less healthy than right now, holding me and stroking me gently.
"Um…should we leave?" Amber's quiet voice interrupted our moment. I shook my head, sniffling and pulling away. "Sorry, but you guys are guests. Welcome to my loft." I beckoned with my hand. My gran smiled and said, "This reminds me of a sketch your mom used to do when she was little. She loved drawing the scene, and insisted that she would live in a loft when she grew up." I smiled, and led my gran over to the couch. "Do you need anything? Coffee or tea?" I asked. "No, I'm fine. I'll get to my new apartment in a bit, though. I decided to move to London for you," she said.
I was confused. I couldn't live on my own. I was about to point this out, when Gran said, "There's no law against you living on your own. It really matters on your guardian, and this one says you can do this." I smiled, and hugged her. "When I'm in town, I'll visit as much as I can," I promised her. She nodded, and pushed me to my friends. "Now go, entertain your friends!"
Aw, her gran's fine! I wanted to make Nina happier, and there was no use for her gran being sick anymore, so there you go! Hope you like it!
~ChocoAwesomeness~
