One Hundred Sleepless Nights [A Jaime Preciado and Pierce The Veil FanFic]

LA BABY

The taxi was the last place I wanted to be, at least now I had Internet I could go on! Oh how I wished I could of had Internet during the long flight. I went on twitter and read some of the lovely comments and tweets my subscribers gave me. I decided to give them a cheeky tweet and keep everyone updated on what I was doing.

'Hey everyonee, I'M IN LA BABY, CALIFORNIA IS BEAUTIFUL!! MY NEW HOME!'

The tweet didn't even cover the amount of excitement I felt. I was instantly happy and a smile hadn't left my face since I had arrived here. I gazed out the window, admiring the contrast of scenery I normally saw. There was palm trees and the houses were like mansions. They looked so modern and beautiful.  

Whilst admiring the view, my phone went off, telling me I had a notification. It was a twitter DM from '@ptvjaime', for a second I couldn't think who it was. Then I realised and felt stupid. I didn't know that's how he spelt his name. It was pronounced Hi-Me. Also the 'ptv' stood for Pierce The Veil. I eagerly unlocked my phone to look at him message.  

"Hey Ame, remember me? Hope California is right for you. You should come down to San Diego soon, since we are off tour?"  

The message read. I smiled like a loon, he took an interest on me. I kinda felt happy. So without hesitation I began to reply.  

"I will indeed, bit jet lagged atm! But we should meet up. :)"  

I added the emoticon, so it makes the message look more happy. I'm sure I'm not the only one who does this? It took him 8 minutes to reply. I don't know why I counted the minutes and watched them go by. I was just excited we were talking again and that I wasn't alone here.  

"We are having a party for Tony's 26th, you should come? It's on Friday!"  

He invited me to a party, I didn't even question if I would fit in or whether or not if be left out. Friday was in two days time, Its Wednesday today, just say yes T thought. So I did, I instantly replied. 

"Yes, I'll come"

I locked my phone and sighed. I didn't fancy this boy, that wasn't the case I was just so happy I was saying yes to more things. I always was depressed in bed and didn't want to try different things. Now I'm glad I have said yes, I have moved to LA I have made new friends and I'm not afraid of what will happen, it's like I'm living by YOLO.

I said that? No.. I didn't mean too.

The taxi journey went by quicker than I expected. I was so intrigued to know what the apartment looked like in person.  

"Miss would you like me to help you with your bags?" The taxi driver asked in his LA accent. I love the American accent, his tone wasn't too nasal, It was soft.  

"Yes please, that would be a help" I said opening the car door. I walked around to the boot and waited for him to open it. I fished around in my bag looking for my wallet to pay him, whilst he unloaded my bags. I paid him the money and he drove off leaving me outside the tall building.  

It was about 7 apartments high, it was white and fairly new and stylish looking. It also looked like there was a lot of spaces between the apartments as well, this made sure I had a lot of room. The outside appearance was covered by shrubs that had a few pink and red roses that covered some gaps. It was very pretty. It also had a small, grey, metal gate that tied the whole look together. It was unbelievably beautiful to look at. The apartments was a short cab ride from town, so I lived on the outskirts.

I opened the gate and pushed all three suitcases through. They were all massive suitcases that were plain black. I struggled with getting them through. I'd put one through the gate, look over to get the other one though and the one I'd just put through, fell over. I felt exhausted, from the plane, I didn't need this.  

"Oh let me help you with that!" I female voice made me jump. I turned around to see a blond, short, girl with a gleaming smile. She grabbed one of my other suitcases and looked eager to help.  

"Oh thank you, I'm having a right struggle!" I said smiling up at her, whilst I bend down to grab the suitcase, that had fallen.  

"Oh so you're English... Awesome! I'm Sammie" she said putting her hand out to shake.  

"I'm Ame" I say shaking her hand. "Wow that rhymed" we both giggle. "I have just moved here." I fill her in. We both shuffle through through the gate and too the double front doors where we can easily wheel my suitcases now.  

"Thank you for helping me!" I thank her. 

"No problem I live on story 7, the last floor, so I'm going up here one way or another" she laughs. He accent doesn't sound like she was from LA either. I wasn't quite familiar with the accent. 

"Thanks, so where you from Sammie?" I question as we wait for assistance behind the desk.  

"Canada, I moved here about a year ago, I know what it's like to be in your shoes!" She was really nice, friendly and also very beautiful, like a Barbie doll. She was very small, around 5 foot, she had very long heavily highlighted blond hair. Her eyes were spectacular, her eye makeup was done up so well. She obviously took pride in her appearance. 

"Can I help you?" The elderly woman behind the desk, smiled up cutely at us two.  

"I'm Amelia Hagan, I'm moving into story 4!"  

"Oh yes!" She said, getting up and walking over to a wooden cabinet behind her that stacked loads of keys. She pulled out a ring if keys and made her way back to sit down. She handed me the keys and went over a few rules. I was distant and only about 60% listening to her. I was looking around the lobby. The floors were a cream marble, so was the desk. Everything seemed so plush and fancy. I love it already.