My alarm clock on my I phone 6 wakes me up. I always wondered how my dad had so much money to buy me every new I phone that's comes out. I wonder what kind of phone Ariana has. My dad walks in my door that is just a plain white. "Good morning honey. Got to go soon. Like an hour. Flight leaves at 9:56." he explains to me. "Okay, can you get my suitcase out of my closet. I'm already packed except for my toiletries. And dad, were you being serious about us moving to L.A?" I ask trying to hold back a yawn. "Um well, no. But we're not going to get are stuff until July. And I don't think you packed enough, were there for 3 months. Actually never mind I'm sure Ariana will want to take you shopping and so will Frankie and mom. So get out of bed hurry up lets go." he says staring wide eyed at me. I quickly jump out of bed and put on some sweatpants from PINK, a plain black Nike t-shirt and then I have a black Nike sweatshirt over it. I just wear my black roshes from Nike. After I get dressed I walk to my bathroom and put in leave in dry shampoo and tie my hair into a top bun. Really messy top bun. I brush my teeth and then head over to my vanity back in my room. I put on some concealer, foundation, blush, mascara, and eyeliner. And then I grasp my phone and the charger and put it in my carry on. When I walk downstairs dad is putting away his laptop. Good thing mines also in my carry on. He notices me and claims, "Well get breakfast at the airport. We got to go love."
