I ran upstairs to my room, expecting to see a giant king bed with a flatscreen Tv and beautiful decorations. However my fantasies were crushed when I opened the door to find that there was just a room the size of an apartment with absolutely NOTHING.
'Oh well' I thought as I went into my bathroom, 'At least I get to decorate it now'. Ew! I looked in the mirror to see my hot mess self. My hair was stringy and greasy, my makeup was all streaky, and I smelled like sweat. I needed a good shower...
As I opened the glass door I saw the most luxurious shower ever. Everything was dark marble and there was a little apparatus similar to an iPad mini on a wall. My cheap hygiene products looked ratchet and out of place here.
I decided to mess around with the iPad thingy and finally found its purpose. After about an hour of blasting One Direction and changing the water color a billion times I finally got out.
So I was totally exhausted from the plane ride and I really did not want to deal with my appearance at the moment. I quickly braided my hair and some clothes but spent time on my makeup, since I was too insecure to go anywhere without a full face.
My stomach started grumbling like crazy so I bolted out of the bathroom to get to the kitchen but was rudely Interrupted when I tripped over something. Lets just say a mouthful of carpet is not the most appetizing thing in the world and I was lucky my makeup didn't run off on it.
When I gained the motivation to sit back up I found what I had tripped over, a cute little Moschino bag.
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The Girl With No Voice
Teen FictionSadie Anderson has always been shy. Like super shy. The only time she talks is to her family. When her parents reveal that for the past thirteen years they have been saving money and were moving from New York to Beverly Hills. Being the daughter of...
