I am leaving for Florida tomorrow. Brock, Abby, and I have all of our stuff packed. Abby is just spending the night at my house so we don't have to worry about picking her up in the morning. Abby and Brock are excited because this will be their first time being in Florida and New York City. Of course, we are taking a private jet. Also, my car so we don't have to take a cab everywhere. First, we are going to Florida. The first day we get there, we are going to the beach, so we packed our bathing suits/ swimming trunks. The second day, I am going to meet that girl, Brock and Abby are staying back at the hotel. The last day, we are going to Disney World and then leave for New York over night. The first three days there, we will do anything in the mornings, but in the afternoon is the 3-day fashion show. They are going to have a mini red carpet, which will be fun. The last day, we are getting a private tour of the Empire State Building.
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We are at the airport about to leave. All of our stuff is already in the private jet, even the car. Abby and Brock are already in there, too. I am still outside, talking to my mom. There are paparazzi everywhere. She has her hand on my belly, and she leans up against me and gives me a hug.
"Be safe."
"I will." She kisses me on the lips and then bends over and kisses my belly. I give her one last hug and then I walk onto the plane. I watch my mom get smaller and smaller as we take off. After a while, I take a picture and tweet it via an Instagram link saying
Goodbye, Los Angeles, California. Hello, Orlando, Florida
People comment on it that they live in Orlando and that I should go to Disney World so that they can meet me. I fave one of the tweets telling me that I should come to Disney World and I tweet them back saying that I will be there, but it's their job to find out which day I will be there.
5 hours later, we are landing. We get out and we wait for them to get my car out. We put all of our stuff in the car and then we drive to the hotel. We sit down for a while because of jet lag. Once we start getting hungry, we get into our bathing suits, with regular clothes on top of them, and go out to eat. We get escorted to a private area and our waitress rushes out to our table. She looks about 19 or 20.
"Hi, my name is, Jamie. I will be serving you tonight. What can I get you all to drink?"
"Hi, Jamie. I will have a water," I say
"Coke," Abby says
"Pepsi," Brock says
"Hey, Jamie. Before you go, can I ask you a question?"
"Of course, anything."
"Are you a Katycat?"
"Yeah, how did you know?"
"You look very familiar."
"You have waved at me one day."
"Okay, just wondering."
"Okay, I will be right back with your drinks." She wasn't kidding. She left for about a minute and was back with our drinks. She walks away to give us some time to look through the menus. When we all know what we want, we call her over to us to order. She asks for a name for the order because they call out the name when it's ready and you go get it. I say to put it under Samie Perry. I don't usually go by Samie Perry so I don't know why I said that.
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"Samie Perry, your food is ready," someone says into a mic. Everyone starts screaming because they know it's me. I walk up there with Brock. When I turn around to go back to my table, a girl around my age gives me a huge hug.
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Double Rainbow (Katy Perry Fan Fiction)
FanfictionA child named Samie, who was just a little girl, ran away from her home because her parents were doing her no good. After being on the streets, she finds her idol, Katy Perry. Katy's parents take her in and Katy decides to adopt her. This is the sto...