Previously:
Pam and Jim smiled. Taylor was finally giving in to their pleas. They had been bugging her to go on vacation for months now, and she was finally giving in!
Gabriella sighed as she hastily opened the door to her apartment. It was a small little thing, but just perfect for one to live in. Just one. She sighed again and kept repeating it. Just one person. How she wished that more than one person lived there.
"Hey, Lady," she cooed to her black kitten. The cat stirred from its nap lazily and purred, rubbing her head against Gabriella's palm. Her little white paws were crossed in a proper manner and her tail flicked casually.
Gabriella set her bag down on the kitchen table and took off her coat, routinely letting it hang on the coat rack. Yes, this was how it was every day. Every single day she came home, said a greeting to Lady and put her coat on the coat rack. She slipped off her shoes and looked around, as if something was going to pop out and tell her what to do.
"Doo, doo, doo..." she mused, tapping her foot. A thought came to her and she jumped and sprinted to her room, rapidly opening her laptop. She narrowly missed running into a wall as she blindly made her way to the kitchen table, eyes glued to the laptop.
She signed onto her email account expertly and patted her lap, motioning for Lady to sit. The cat purred gently and nuzzled against Gabriella.
After a quick Google search and tons of websites later, she finally found a perfect vacation spot. California here she comes!
Instant Message with Gabigirl and TayTay:
Gabigirl: Hello. I was searching the house exchange website and I came across your entry. I was wondering if we could work out a house exchange.
TayTay: Of course!
Gabriella: Where are you?
Taylor: Hollywood, but I would love a vacation to anywhere else!
Gabriella: How does Surrey, England sound?
Taylor: Perfect!
Gabriella: How soon can you leave?
Taylor: Tomorrow soon enough?
Gabigirl: Perfect.
Taylor woke up refreshed and giddy for that days events. She quickly phoned Pam to tell her where she was going to be.
"Hello?" Pam answered, talking loudly. "Jim, stop it." She giggled incessantly. "There's someone on the phone." She laughed again, shooshing Jim in the background.
"Hello?" Taylor asked, exasperatedly. "I sort of called you, you know." Pam laughed again.
"I-I'm sorry, Tay. Hold on," she answered. Jim continued to kiss her despite her attempts to push him away. She one hand on the phone so Taylor wouldn't hear their conversation and whipped her head towards Jim.
"Can I help you, Halpert?" She asked, eyeing him. Jim smiled ever so innocently and snaked his arms around her waist.
"Why, yes, you can..." He trailed off, continuing to kiss her cheeks, lips, and wherever else he could reach. She playfully smacked him upside the head and he stopped cooing her. He backed away slowly and faked rejection, giving her his best puppy eyes and pout.
"Oh, come off it," Pam scoffed jokingly and picked up the phone again. "Sorry, Tay. Jim is here."
Taylor giggled, understandingly. "I sort of figured, Pam. So, I actually called you for a reason. Besides just calling to talk to you."
"Mmkay," Pam said, somewhat distractedly.
"Pam?" Taylor asked.
"Mm?"
"Pam? Snap out of it."
Pam shook her head. "Sorry, Tay. So what is it that you called about?"
A flutter went through Taylor's body and she jumped with excitement. "Guess what?" She asked Pam, acting like a four-year-old with candy.
"What?" Pam asked, imitating her enthusiasm.
"So not funny, Pamera. Seriously," Taylor went on, as she held the phone to her ear with her shoulder, attempting to pack a suitcase while talking to her coworker.
"I-I'm sorry." Jim was kissing Pam again and Taylor got fed up. So she decided to just come out and say it.
"Pam! I'm going on vacation!" She let out an exasperated sigh and a pause was heard on the other end of the phone. A second passed and then a screech emitted from the receiver.
"Oh my god!" Pam yelled, while jumping up and down. The phone slipped from her hands and landed with a loud clackity on the floor. She hurried to pick it up and put it carelessly to her mouth, continuing to scream into it. "Finally, you hermit! You are getting out! God, you've been in that house of yours for like years! It's a wonder you get enough vitamin D without the sun!"
"Okay, okay!" Taylor giggled and threw a couple pairs of jeans in the suitcase. "Listen, as much as I'd love to sit here and listen to you rag on me, I have to go. Unlike you, I've got a vacation. I've got to go pack and then England here I come!"
"Fine, fine. Have fun!" Pam said again, laughing. Jim tickled her sides and kissed her cheek.
"Yeah, yeah I get it. You have to go, too." Taylor rolled her eyes and let out a resounding 'bye'.
"B-bye!" Pam's voice was muffled and they both quickly hung up the phone.
Taylor gave an unconscious squeal and tossed the phone on her bed.
The city girl opened her bedroom window to the already warm Los Angeles air. Another giggled escaped her lips before she happily cried the one thing on her mind.
"Goodbye, Los Angeles!"
AN: Sorry, I couldn't resist that cheesy ending. Sorry for not updating sooner. I really do apologize. Here's chapter two. Thanks! (Yes, this chapter is short and yes it could be a lot better, but I just wanted to get it out there before I waited anymore!)
