"Ok, Sebastian, I'm leaving you in charge because I know I can trust you," I say over the phone to my right hand man and one my best friends. "Ok, so I need all the catalogs handed in by Wednesday, the models are going to be coming in from Vogue, you need to get the Fall line done and shipped out by August. Now I might be gone for another month, depending on how long my parents will stay but remember-"
"Miley! Breath, I can handle everything! The company is in buenas manos and besides, we've never been late on anything, and you have an amazing staff. Yes, we're going to miss you deeply, but that'll make us work harder than ever so when you come back, you'll be proud!"
"Sebastian, I'm always proud of you guys, I'm just nervous, I mean, I've never left the company alone for a day let alone 3 months!" I hear a groan, and can't help but chuckle at my deliberateness.
"Aye Dios, you're going to kill me! Mamita, everything will be under control, don't worry about it! Now go and get some sleep, you'll need it. Te quiero, love you!"
"Bye." I groan, hanging up, plopping myself on my bed as Demi frantically runs around searching my closet for things she's left here, and look for the cloths we bought today.
"I can't believe we're going to LA!" my best friend screams while packing her bags at my place. "I mean, I haven't been there, since, what, 2 years ago? Ahh, it feels nice to know that we're going back…" she sighs, sitting back on my bed, looking into space.
Yeah, it does feel nice to head back home and probably see everyone from my old high school years. I wonder if they still live in Cali anyway.
"So, what are you going to pack?" I shrug, forcing myself out of bed, and walking into my room sized closet. "Well I need some dresses when we go out for dinner, bathing suits, sweats, t-shirts, and the normal casual outfits."
"Hmm, true, plus, we are going to have to go clubbing," she nudges me with a wink. "Um, you're going clubbing, I'm staying home and taking care of my 17 year old sister!" I remind her, rolling my eyes, and looking back at my cloths.
"Plus, I might just have some business to do there so I have to take some of my works clothes, you never know," Why am I so stressed out? It's only 3 months, that can turn into 4 or 5 and next thing you know my parents will never come back and-Miley Stop, they're gonna come back, don't overreact.
"Miley?" A faint voice says next to me. I turn my head finding Demi looking at me weird. "What?"
"You looked like you we're-never mind, come on, we have to finish packing."
3 ½ hours later, I lock the last suitcase, and zipper up the one I'll be carrying on the plane, along with my laptop.
"Wow, that's a lot of packing, are you going to bring any money?" is she for real? "Seriously, you're asking that?" I see re-think her question before an innocent 'sorry' escapes her lips.
"Anyway, let's get to bed, we have a 5 hour flight ahead of us and we have to wake up in 4 hours."
"Why don't we just stay up all night, I mean, we can sleep on the plane, I'm actually not tired, you?" I Shake my head, looking around the room trying to figure out what to do.
"You wanna go watch a movie?" Hmm, a movie at 1 in the morning. "Sure," I agree. I stay in my sweats and tank top, and only put on some slip flops, grabbing my purse and phone. Demi does the same except leaving her phone behind.
"What movie?" When did that new Harry Potter movie come out? No, that's next weekend. "Jackass 3D?" we say at the same time, as the elevator doors open at the bottom floor.
"Sounds good, but I'm hungry so we need to get there now so I can order nachos and a hot dog," shaking my head, I open the car doors, slipping inside, and turning on the ignition.
"Which theater is open now anyway?" I ask the one question we should've thought of back at the condo before leaving.
"Um, I think the Premiere is open, yeah it should be open, remember Taylor?" I nod, "yeah, he used to work there, I remember he said it closed at like 3 or until the last movie showing is finished."
"Ok, because we're probably going to be the last group there, it came out today right?" she nods her head before I stop at a red light, turning on the radio.
"Hey, remember blond Taylor?" Oh blond Taylor. She was one of my best friends in high school, I don't know why she went to Seaview Prep if she didn't even go to college; she got signed by Hollywood Records after hearing her at a talent show we had senior year.
"Yeah," I nod, starting again as the red went to green. "I haven't heard from her since senior year, I heard one of her new songs 'Mine' and I still can't believe she's hit #1."
"I know, it's pretty weird. Like, we were best friends me, you, Taylor and… Allison. Me, you, Taylor and Allison."
"Yeah, didn't Allison move to Texas?" I nod, before Demi continues, "Yeah, I miss those times, I wish there was some way we can all get together again." I nod agreeing, before arriving at the theaters parking lot.
"That-that was the m-most funniest, hi-hilarious, disgusting movie I've ever s-seen!" I try to say through my laughter.
"I-I know; when the g-guy got launched into-into the air and all that crap," she couldn't finish her sentence as her laughing became even more powerful.
"Ok," I say, after settling down. I unlocked the car doors, and stepped inside. "That was a funny movie," I nod my head, putting the cold slushy I bought into the cup holder.
"I'm still hungry," my head slowly turns to Demi's direction as I look in disbelief. "You're kidding me right? Coming from the girl who had 2 hot dogs, nachos, large pop corn, 2 candies, and a large drink?"
"Is that bad?" I shake my head, turning on the ignition. "Where do you want to go? I mean, if we can find a place that's still open at three in the morning,"
