Author's Note: LabRatsWhore; A little humour is needed. But I take it, you enjoyed the chapter.
Clouds are all they see as they look out of the window of the plane. It took Sherise and Breana fourty five minutes to reach the air port and a fifteen minutes for their plane to land, ten minutes to board. This is actually Sherise's first time riding a plane and she's calmer than she originally thought she would be. Since she's afraid of heights, and all. A small laugh left her mouth as she remembers a line from the movie The Sorcerer's Apprentice. Jay Baruchel's character had told his love interest that facing fears was the best way to overcome them. She sighed, hoping that advice will help her when she meets Jeremy. A loud ring made Sherise snap out of of her dilemma.
"We will be arriving at LAX international airport, in a few minutes. Please buckle up and thank you for choosing America Airlines!"
"Finally!"
Sherise looked at her friend who was sitting by her side during the six hour flight. She agreed with Breana. Finally land, she can't wait to get a decent rest. Flying is exhausting. Like the announcement said the plane landed and was pulling up to the airport. Breana and Sherise took a deep breath before un-buckling their seat belts and stood with a stretch before reaching up to grab their bags and followed the exiting passengers. Once they exited the tunnel and was in the airport Sherise and Breana was lost for words. This place is huge, bigger than the Newark airport back home in New Jersey. But of course this is where the stars are. Need nothing but the best, they guest. After taking another deep breath Sherise moved over to get her duffle bag. After collecting her bag, she and Breana head for the exit where they are passing by limo drivers with name signs. They continue on till one sign caught Sherise's attention.
'Sherise Everett'
Sherise clutched her bags and walk towards the driver with her name. He was in black and white and had on a black cap that covered most of his unruly dirty blonde hair. Once she and Breana got speaking distance his blue eyes landed on Sherise.
"You're Miss Everett?"
Sherise just nod and pull her bookbag around and grab her wallet and pulled out her ID and gave it to him. He looked it over and gave it back not a second later. Thank goodness she watched alot of Hollywood movies.
"I'm Lawrence and I will be your driver."
Sherise smiled and nodded before reaching for her duffle bag but Lawrence already reached for it along with Breana's, and had them in one hand.
"The car is this way."
Sherise smiled grateful at him as she and Breana followed him out of the airport. Outside was a stretched black Lincoln limo, Lawrence put their duffle bags in the trunk before opening the back door to let them in.
"Thank you" Sherise said gratefully before sitting in the car, Breana slid in after her.
He nods his head before shutting the door and rushing over to the driver seat. Not long after he got in the car, they were pulling off away from the airport and towards their destination. Before Sherise knew it she was closing her eyes. She woke to the sound of the engine cutting off. The drive through California was amazing. But she have a bad habit of falling asleep during car rides. She yawned and stercthed before looking out the window to see a castle which is actually a hotel. As they starred out the window Lawrence opened the door. They stepped out and walked away a bit before turning.
"Your things will be transferred to your room. Here's my card. Call me when you need transport."
Sherise takes the card and watched the fair skinned man get back into the limo and drive off down the hotel's winding road. She then sighed before walking in the hotel, everything is beyond words. Sherise walk up to the counter while Breana waited by a wall with pictures of celebrities that stayed at the hotel. At the desk Sherise was greeted by a red head woman. She looked to be in her late fifties.
"Welcome to Lowes Hollywood Hotel. How may I help you, miss?"
Her niceness was so forced it sickened her. But she just sucked in her breath and let it out before answering with a smile."Hi, my name is Sherise Everett. I'm here on the account of a Mr. Peterson."
The woman ran through something on her computer before nodding. "Yes. Your room is ready. Here's your key and your room is on the tenth floor."
Sherise took the key which was a plastic white card and turned and headed for the elevators after thanking the lady. "Breana it's time to go."
Breana looked at the wall and smiled before running over to the elevators. It wasn't long before the shaft came. They walked in and Sherise pushed the ten button. With a heavy sigh she leaned against the cool glass wall.
Breana rocked back and forth on her heels before looking at Sherise. "You wouldn't believe what I found down at the lobby."
Sherise looked at the teen before looking back towards the doors. She didn't mean to be cruel but she was tired and hungry but knowing her when she get on that bed she's not waking up till the morning or the middle of the night. As for Breana, the girl was hyped about it all but the crawling feeling of fear still lingers. They heard a ting and noticed they were on the tenth floor. They exited the shaft and looked at the numbers on the wall before Sherise looked at the key. 0618. Sherise laughed lightly as she and Breana made a right. 0618 is the date Sherise graduated from high school two years and a half ago. After walking a few feet, they stopped at the door. Opening the door with the card. Their eyes widened, they thought the lobby was amazing but the room made them damn right speechless. The living room was huge, so was the kitchen. The bedrooms was gigantic with a made king size bed. They even have a joined bathroom which was to die for. Sherise fell on the bed on her back with a tired sigh. She looked up at the ceiling and wasn't paying much attention to the time and forgetting that Breana needs to call her mother. Before she knew it she was yawning. She turned on her side and clutched a pillow under her head. She couldn't stop wondering what tomorrow would be like. The butterfly feeling bubbled up at the thought of meeting Jeremy. She soon couldn't stop her eyes from shutting as she feel into a peaceful slumber.