Chapter 4: Fangirling & Stain Tees

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A 3 HOUR FLIGHT, AND DAY LATER...

"Sam!!!! Get up!!!! GET UP!!!" June bounced on Sam's bed as she slipped Sam's pillow off underneath Sam's head. Sam groaned and turned the other way facing away from June as she pulled up her covers to cover her head to toe.

"C'mon! TODAY WE GO TO CAPITOL RECORDS RECODING STUDIOS!!!! GET UP!!!" June continued jumping on Sam's bed like a little kid in Christmas morning.

"I can sleep through an earthquake so if you think jumping is gonna get me out of bed, you got another thing coming!" Sam mumbled underneath the covers that muffled her voice even more.

"Alright, I didn't want to have to do this...BUT YOU LEAVE ME NO CHOICE!-" June said in a Spanish accent toward the end and Sam started laughing under her covers.

"What are you gonna do? Smack me with a pillow?" Sam laughed.

"Oh, much worse than that! Pillow smacking is child's play! And I ain't no child anymore!" June threatened still with her Spanish accent which belittled her threat.

"Pfft! ARE YOU THREATING ME?! You wouldn't even hurt a fly-" Just as Sam was saying that, June started tickling her and she started moving uncontrollably underneath the covers with laughter.

"I WARNED YOU!" June dramatically said as she continued tickling Sam.

"Alright, fine...Fine...FINE! I'M GONNA PEE AND THEY'RE GONNA KICK US OUT OF THIS HOTEL!" Sam warned June as she stopped tickling Sam to get out of bed.

June and Sam shared a room at the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel while Emma shared a room next door with Megan.

"Well, get ready!!!" June told Sam who when she got out of bed had disheveled hair, and a grumpy expression.

"Give me five minutes." Sam told her as she went into her luggage and got whatever was the first thing she saw and went into the bathroom. June had gotten up an whole hour earlier before waking up Sam to get ready because she knew Sam hated waiting for June since June was the kind to take long enough to frustrate you. So this time, June was waiting for Sam.

It sounded like Sam peed, washed her hands and two minutes later she came out wearing her typical grungy rocker look. She had a worn out, loose Spiderman t-shirt that looked like it had been cut to become a crop top with denim short shorts that were slightly ripped, a black studded leather vest, with black worn out combat boots.

What never ceased to amaze June is how Sam managed to come out with a full face of make up in under 5 minutes which she had divided in changing and doing her business.

"I'm hungry!" Sam complained when she came out of the bathroom. June's nose scrunched up when she got the smell of Sam's morning breath.

"Did you brush your teeth?" June asked Sam.

"Well, did you want my minty breath now or deodorant? It's one or the other, you gotta' pick one!" June didn't say anything, "Deodorant, I guess." She shrugged.

"Besides, brushing your teeth before breakfast is for stupid people." Sam muttered as she grabbed a small black leather purse, which already had her stuff from the night before.

They turned off all their lights and left their room to go knock on the room next door to get going.

Megan opened the door and let them in. Megan had a neon pink skater skirt with a white sleeveless muscle tee with the black font in the middle saying "New York City" tucked in to the skirt, tan heels, and her hair was in lose waves and natural make up.

"She's been in there forever!" Megan complained as she flopped on her undone bed next to a neatly made bed (Emma's bed for sure.) and looked over at the bathroom door with the visible lights on, in the cracks of the door.

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