Lucky Girl

California Drives

Jackies POV
Taylor didn't speak until we got in the car, while Karlie and I laugh our heads off.

"Why didn't you guys say anything?!" Taylor shouts, fuming. We stay silent a moment letting her calm down. "Whatever. Let's go home and get our things for the beach." She says crossing her arms and frowning. I chuckle lightly and ask Karlie to turn up the music.

Taylors POV
Ok maybe I was overreacting on the anemoni thing. I mean Ellen is known to pull those tricks on me, I should have suspected it. At least now we will get to go to the beach and meet Ella. She has been messaging me everyday asking to meet Jackie. I am excited for the two to meet. I noticed Jacquelyn listens to Lorde so I know she will freak.

"Taylah, dahling, will you please tell me where we ahe goin?" Jackie says in a British/New York accent. Two things I would never think to combine. "Beach." Is all I reply as I snicker at her voice and head to change.

We all go change and then meet in the kitchen for a quick lunch. I make everyone a PB&J and we are off to the beach.

I decide to take my convertible car I share with Karlie from our BFF article. Jackie takes shotgun and puts her feet up on the dash. So cute. "Karlie, polaroid." Is all I need to say. Karlie takes the exact pic I wanted. I keep driving towards the coast.

Jackies POV
I love driving in Cali so much. I miss driving with my mom through the LA highways and streets. We would sing along with the radio, drink starbucks, and discuss life. I will never forget those times.

"What are you thinking about?" Karlie asks me. "My mom. We used to drive through LA together, to get to my dads work or a concert, even my grandmas house and the beach. We would sing, drink starbucks, and discuss life." I say sadly.

"Well I'm sure your mom would want you to continue that. What do you say we go to Starbucks, turn the radio up, and talk about life?" Taylor asks. "I'd like that." Is all I say. Taylor is my mom, but I don't want to replace my real mom.

"Don't worry I'm not trying to replace your mom." Taylor says, seeing my frown. "Thanks." I reply and start singing along to the radio.

The music causes me to tear up as I remember small details of my mom. She was my best friend and I would never truly recover from her final words to me. I was never really close to my dad and I never had a best friend to go to after school, so my mom tried her best to fill that void.

"I think this deserves an instagram post, don't you?" Karlie says pulling me from my trance. She knows me so well, always knowing when to interject. I quickly pull myself together.

"Definitely!" Mom squeals, knowing I was emotional.

"I'm down." I say cooly. We pose for a quick selfie at a red light and then continue on our way.

"Its so cute! I'll post it and tag both of you!" Karlie says.

"So, do you have any friends out here?" Mom asks trying to start a conversation. "Umm, yes?" I say sheepishly. "Yes?" Mom says mimicking my questioning tone. I giggle and shrug. "Ok explain. I can't take a long story, I'm sure you've heard mine." Mom then says to get me to talk.

"Well in elementary school I had what I thought was two best friends, but then my closest friend dropped me completely and I had my other friend. I thought of her as my best friend, because we were all we had and had known each other since we were little, but we separated and haven't been friends since. I tried being friends with some girls I thought were really nice, but they ended up being the meanest people you could meet. They were and are big fans of yours and you met them in club red, which I wasn't invited to go to with them, so I never went to the concerts because of that. They alienated me and bullied me, but I never truly realized it until much later. Before them I had been a fan of you, but never recognized myself as a swiftie, because I was a big sheep. It wasn't until I had no one to follow and had to learn to be myself that I finally discovered myself to be a true Swiftie and myself and was ok with that. I am so glad I did though, because it led me to you." I explain my story to Mom. She listens carefully, but I could tell she was having trouble listening to my sad story without being all gushy.

"Jacquelyn Alison Holberg Swift, I want you to know, that you can tell me all these things, because I went through almost the same thing. It wasn't until I decided to be myself that I met Abigail and was able to write songs." She tells me and that makes me happy. I knew she went through a similar situation in Middle School as me, so I hoped she would understand.

We finally reach the beach after what feels like hours of driving. Taylor practically sprints out of the car the second we park, leaving Karlie and I to unpack. I wonder who is here.

Taylor's POV
I sprinted out of the car towards Ella who was just casually sitting on a bench. She is so lucky she doesn't have as much media hounding on her.

I engulf my long distance friend in a hug before she can even say hello, but she laughs at my neediness. "I've missed you too Tay!" She chuckles.

"Ok! Jackie is a very big fan of yours and has your CD and stuff and I really want to surprise her so go down to the beach and we'll meet you down there." I say in a rush. She nods and heads down to the beach as I rush back to my daughter and girlfriend. Wait I mean best friend... wait what? Did I just say girlfriend? I don't think of Karlie that way though. We are just friends...right?

"Where did you run off to?" Jacquelyn says looking at me questioningly. "Oh! I just really had to go to the bathroom, sorry!" I say in a rush, trying to hide my emotional confusion and excitement. Im not doing a good job, both Karlie and Jackie look at me oddly, but shrug in unison at each other and go back to unloading the car. I join them and soon we are heading down to the beach.

Jackie's POV
Something is up with Taylor. I don't know what, but she is definitely hiding something. I know she has a surprise for me, since I heard her mention something about it to Karlie, but there is something else going on that not even Karls knows I'm sure.

We walk down the stairs to the beach front and I immediately notice a woman only a few years older than me, maybe 19, with crazy dark curly hair smiling at us. I almost drop all of the things I am carrying, but manage to keep myself contained.

"Why hello guys! Nice to finally meet you Baby Swift! I hear your a fan." This is when everything drops and I run to the other person whose music fills my playlist. I hug her and she chuckles. "Wow you really are like your mom!" She laughs and the rest of us join in.

"Actually, her and Karls are practically the same." Mom says. I laugh and reply. "That's because one day, I hope, she will be my mother as well." They all look to me questioning. I laugh it off and start walkimg towards the shore. "Shall we?" I ask smiling. They all shrug and begin setting up our towels.

"Let's race to the water!" I say. "Ooh can I time you and Karls?" Taylor asks practically jumping off her towel. "Sure, but I don't think I will win. Jackie can sprint!" Karlie says and I roll my eyes at her. "We are on sand, you work out every day, you are a representer for Nike, and you are a model! I think you will win. Not to mention you are 8 years older than me!" I exclaim making Mom and Ella laugh their heads off. I glare at them until they become quiet again.

"Is it really only eight years?" Karls finally asks. "Um yeah, last time I checked Wikipedia it said you were born in 1992 and I was born in 2000." I say.

"Wow! You did your research to say the least." Ella comments. I chuckle. "I had to approve of my potential mom!" I say making Taylor frown a little more than she normally does at my Kaylor teasing. Hmmm what could that mean?

Taylors POV
Oh. My. God. Jacquelyn referenced Kaylor again! I played off the last time as best as possible, but I think she noticed my reaction this time.

I've been thinking and Karlie would be the best Mom to Jacquelyn and any other children I have in the future.

What am I supposed to do tonight? We always share a bed here and I think Jacquelyn will sleep with us too. We didn't last night, because we fell asleep in the living room.