"hey everyone, good morning," bailey yawned. "it's my week and today brody and i are headed back to chicago. we are in kansas city at nany and papa's house and headed back to newsies on tour from our christmas vacation. it is december twenty seventh, for the record.
"i am going to get ready and then face the problem of getting brody up. it's three fourty five am for the record and we have a show tonight at seven thirty, so it's going to be a long day."
bailey sat the camera down and filmed herself in the bathroom while she brushed her teeth and braided her hair into two dutch braids.
she then walked out of frame and came back wearing different clothes than her pajamas.
"alright," bailey said into the camera as she walked down the stairs. "cam is awake and i am now headed downstairs to get ready to go. our backpacks are already in the car so we just need to eat then papa is bringing us to the airport."
"it's too early for this."
brody was not having a good time as the siblings stood in line for security. for some odd reason, the airport was busy at four in the morning.
"i know, bub," bailey sighed as she filmed. "for some reason, ya'll, everybody and their brother is at the airport at four fifteen this morning. the big reason that i booked a flight this morning was because we thought there would be barely any people."
"you were wrong," brody sighed, laying his head on bailey's shoulder. "it's busy as hell, sis."
"i'm well aware, bub," bailey rolled her eyes. "we will try to update later."
"hi," bailey spoke into her camera as the siblings walked. "so i may have failed on updating."
"may have?" brody raised his eyebrows.
"shut up cameron," bailey rolled her eyes. "so we have landed in chicago and are headed to find pj since he is picking us up."
"we slept the whole flight," brody added. "it was like a two hour flight or something."
"exactly two hours," bailey yawned. "i'm not sure about cam but when we get back to the airbnb, i am crashing until we have to leave for the show."
"that sounds nice," brody agreed. "it's nap time till like five pm."
"now we get to play, where the hell did pj park?"
"why the fuck did you park all the way over here?"
bailey was not impressed with jp's parking.
"because i have to pick up other people than the two of you," jp rolled his eyes as the jackson siblings got in the back seat of his rental car. "we are looking for mike and zach."
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"you're back, boo!"
daisy cheered as bailey walked into their shared room in the air bnb.
"i am, hi doo," bailey's voice was not there as she greeted her best friend and hugged her. "what time is it?"
"seven thirty, i think," daisy yawned. "how cold is it outside?"
"too cold," bailey yawned as she crawled back into bed. "i'm gonna nap till like noonish. when do we have to be at the theater?"
"five thirty, i think," daisy answered. "yeah, that sounds right because we're having a talk about our bullshit tonight."
"fun."
"are you alive?"
chaz was the first to notice bailey curled up in a blanket when the toursies sat in the audience to get talked at by their director.
"maybe," bailey yawned. she was sitting in between daisy and molly. "probably not."
"that's great," chaz grimaced, patting the girl's head as he moved to the seat behind them next to jeff heimbrock. "love you, kid."
