Sadé's POV:— October 15th, On The Jet
It was currently 5 in the AM here in Milan, and we were on the private jet back to Detroit. I was on the jet with Marshall, and his security to go back to his hometown, while Jordyn, my glam team, and my security were on my jet back to Chicago. It just made more sense that way instead of making an additional stop when it could just be a nonstop flight. So here I was, waiting for the plane to take off for its 16-hour journey. Don't get me wrong, I love traveling, but the flight times were crazy long sometimes. That, paired with my fear of heights and anxiety of turbulence when taking off/landing, made me not enjoy flying as much.
While I was waiting for us to be in the air, I was laid out in the bed, texting Hailie about Marshall's birthday. It was late at night there, around 11pm, but this was the only time I had to talk to her about the surprise I was planning for him due to the difference in time zones. She helped me out by asking him if she could renovate a spare room in his house that he wasn't using at all so that she could use it as an office space to which he agreed. But what he didn't know was that it actually wasn't an office space at all. It would be a room for him that was apart of his birthday gift. I'm not going to get into specifics as to not spoil it, but from what Hailie was telling me, it was almost done. All I had to do was add the finishing touches. Whenever he was in the studio she was there helping build things along with some renovators, but since he was here with me, it was the perfect time for them to get it finished. We were also talking about his birthday cake that Hailie had asked me to bake for him, which I agreed to via text messages. So when he came in abruptly, I quickly exited the iMessages and switched apps on my phone as to not ruin anything for him.
"What are you doing in here alone?" Marshall frowned at me as he plopped down beside me.
"Oh, nothing. Just looking through Instagram." I covered up.
I wasn't really at first, but now that I had entered the app I was met with an outpouring of love and support, a change from all the hate I had been getting recently. I had realized that I had gained millions upon millions of followers over the course of this week. I was seeing on the shade room & other media outlets that I was being labeled as the new "IT Girl", and was making headlines for my fashion pieces, social media influence/presence, and for signing a contract with Rih. And then queen, Ms.Onika Maraj, started following me and commented on my post from last night? This is so crazy. I absolutely stan her! I was screaming on the inside with joy!
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