Okay, so that may have been a lie, but he won't figure that out for a while. Plus, it's Travel Week One, which means the ninety of us — eighty-five girls and five guys — are heading somewhere beautiful to have a fun week and get away from the mansion. After running into Elle, Lane's little sister, we bonded over a love of making music, and even though she's only eight, she's got an ear for decent music. So far, I've bonded with Elle, Beckham, and Hayden, all of us finding something that we enjoy to do together. I still teach Hayden a lot of piano and wake up at the crack of dawn to play solitaire with Beckham, but Lane and I just aren't that close.
"Alright girls, please pack two weeks worth of clothing in the suitcases we've provided, which should be more than enough room for everything. They have your monogram on them, along with a tag that has your full name and phone number, with this mansion as the home address in case it gets lost. We leave in just under twenty-four hours, so get packing!" Seriously, Rayna? We couldn't just get a tiny bit more time? The girls swarm the stairs, all eager to get packing and go to the mystery location.
"Where do you think we're going?" Liana asks me as soon as I show up in my room, and I shrug, just as unsure as she is about where we're going. "I heard from Beckham that Lane's finally got a lead on who his mystery girl is."
"I doubt it," I reply, seeing the purple suitcase with my initials monogrammed onto the front, and just hold back the tears. Purple is Kayla's favorite color. I miss my family so much. "You should get packing though." I open the suitcase, finding a passport and tickets to Venice, Italy. Whoops. Someone forgot to do their job. And another ticket to Edinburgh, Scotland. Hiding the evidence of where we're going, I pack the suitcase with semi-warm clothes for the first week and cooler clothes for the second. I may have never left the country, but that doesn't mean I don't know what typical weather is for these areas. Plus, I looked up what the forecast is for both areas. And, done packing in an hour and a half. Shoving my letters from my family into my suitcase, I zip it up and open my computer to listen to the demo I accidentally got from Lane.
"That first girl I met
Didn't know what love meant
When I finally figured it out
She was gone and I was all alone
Oh I just want some love in my life
Not because I'm famous
Or because I'm liked
I just want someone who cares for me
That's what I believe
That if it's meant to be
It'll be
Stuck all alone with no one to hold
You are the warmth in the cold
I'll find you when you need me
Oh I just want some love in my life
Something real to hold tight
I just want someone who cares for me
Because that's what I believe
True love will always be
The magic of the real world
And if it's meant to be
It'll be" This is the song that I heard in the recording studio. Other than a messy riff, some off-harmony piano, and something missing from the drums, it's good.
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Heart & Soul
RomantizmErika Taylor is the complete opposite of her geeky, science- and technology-driven family. She writes songs and creates the backing tracks for them, but no one in her family knows that. Especially her sister, who is obsessed with a show called "Choo...
