Scar's povI wake up to the annoying sound of my phone. I pick up my head and brush the hair out of my eyes to check my clock that is on my night stand
Why is someone calling me at fucking 8am?
I groan and pick up my phone to see it's Sally. I quickly sit up and answer
"Hello?" i say with my voice a little groggy from just waking up
"Scarlette?" Sally says
"Yes? It's me." I say trying to sound as awake as I can
"Oh, hi hun. I wanted to let you know that a driver will be there in an hour so you can come to the studio and start working." she says excitedly. She is too peppy for it being 8 in the morning.
"Okay well my address is 1590 Clyde street." i say putting the phone between my head and shoulder doing that awkward head tilt while getting up from my bed to rummage through my closet for something.
(a/n i just made up an address lol)
"Oh! I know hun. Just get ready okay? See you in a bit."
"Okay. Bye!" I say and hang up
I quickly get dressed throwing almost all of my closet onto the ground.
I find something comfy yet cute and hurry to change into a brown and white checkered flannel, black leggings and some black leather ankle booties with my black Louboutins bag. (the one expensive bag I own) and my hair is straightened with my black Ray Bans. ( pic up top)
I run into the bathroom, I trip over a shirt that I threw on the ground earlier. I fell straight on my ass. So me falling on my ass is an international thing now.
"Shit." I mumble underneath my breath and rub my butt while getting up.
I quickly brush my teeth then I quietly run down the stairs ( hoping my mom isn't up) to make myself a simple breakfast. When I take my first bite of toast, I quickly regret it as I remember I just brushed my teeth. I cringe and mentally scold myself for brushing my teeth before I ate.
As I take my last bite of my peanut butter toast I hear a honk outside I grab my purse and run out the door and lock it behind me. (A/N IF YOU HAVE NOT HAD PEANUT BUTTER TOAST IT IS THE BEST SIMPLE BREAKFAST EVER BRO)
I turn around to see a limo. I smile to myself at how cool this is and run to the car.
I get in and the driver greets me with a "Hello" and he says his name is James, but I just awkwardly wave and smile.
Why did I wave? Because i'm an awkward prick that's why.
We drive in silence until he asks me if I want the radio on
I nod, thankful because this awkward silence was killing me. Love Yourself by Justin Bieber comes on. I love this song so much, so I to quietly sing to it.
When the song is over I feel James's eyes on me through the rear view mirror
"You're very good ma'm." James says with a smile
I just blush and say "Thank you."
I look out the window and see that we are pulling into a big 50 million foot tall building that says Big City Recording Studios.
I stare in awe at it. It's so big and sophisticated looking.
I didn't even notice that we parked. I unbuckled my seatbelt and went to open the door to see it's already open with a smiling James standing there
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Fanfictionnever in my wildest dreams did i think that my trip to paris would get me all of this SEQUAL TO THE WORST BOOK EVER book two of A Trip to Paris all rights reserved to Wildest Dreams®