Dream

Chapter One

Blair's POV:

"Alphie! Get your stupid arse here at this second!"

Uh no, that ain't a drunk stepfather or an evil aunt yelling. Actually, that's me, yelling at my pet dog. As usual, he scattered his food all over my carpet.

By the way, I'm Blair Delano, 18 years old. Nothing much. Just a simple life. And when I say simple, I mean, living in a flat above a hotel, alone with my dog. Currently in my "Senior Year" in Douglas High. I have a bestfriend, beside from Alphie, I have Cindy. Both of my parents live in Glasgow, business purposes. So apparently, they bought the top floor of the hotel or shall I say, they "reserved' the top floor of OUR hotel for me. So here I am, in London. Being spoiled by myself because of the tons of money my parents put in my bank account.

Ohmygosh, why am I getting so sticky? Wait!

"Alphie! Seriously you don't have to lick me!" How can't I notice that! Well, weird to say, I miss having these kinds of time with him.

So I chose to put on my swe1atpants, Jack Wills hoodie and my black vans. Put Alphie's lace and headed down to the lobby.

"Good Morning Ms. Delano." One of the employees at the main desk greeted me. God I swear her smile was fake.

As I walk out of the hotel, here it goes again. Alphie rushing to one of the poles outside. I just don't get it.

Walking down the streets of London, we stopped by Starbucks as I decided to order my favorite Caffe Mocha. Considering the weather. Well living alone with your dog isn't really nice, and my bestfriend? She works everyday! Except on weekends. And sometimes, she uses those days to study. But she is A LOT of fun. like Young, WILD and free.

Woo, this wind is getting my hair everywhere! I stopped for a second and put my empty cup in a trash bin and ponytailed my hair. Wait, where is Alphie?!

"Alphie! Alphie? Come here boy!" I shouted as I went through people.

"Alphie! Come to mommy boy!" Finally, I got Alphie. I picked him up and looked at the window infront of me. Yes, a picture of One Direction was posted on it. I knew them since X-factor but I really didn't "fan-girl". I just don't have time to blog about them or something.

We entered the pet shop. So this explains why Alphie stopped infront of them. We went through the whole shop, bought some new clothes, new toys and definitely a new bed for the little fella.

Making our way back to the flat, I felt my phone vibrate from the back pocket of my sweat pants. Looking at the screen. Cindy's self-picture filled it.

"Hey what's up Cindy?" I asked.

"It is the opposite of down! Ha! I love california jokes." She said sarcastically.

"What's up with you, girl?" I asked again.

" Well, I'm not looking up but I could tell you what I see right infront of me." She said sarcastically, again. I rolled my eyes.

"Seriously, spit it."

"Well basically, Spring Break just started and I believe that we didn't have any plans for tomorrow soooo, I got us tickets for One Direction's concert near your flat!" She said excitedly, with her high pitched voice.

"What? Wait! B-but I."

"No excuses Missy! I spent my 3 months savings on these tickets! So you better go! And its like a 5 minute walk from your flat!" She did not just cut me off! but nevermind that. I have to, for the sake of her being a "Fan-Girl".

"Yeah. Yeah. Fine. See you tomorrow night. Pick me up after you do your girly stuff. Bye." I said in agreement to finish the converstion, 'Cause I swear, If I said no, our "debate" would last for hours.

Unlocking the door of my flat, I let go of Alphie and straight to the kitchen. Getting a box of Mac n' Cheese, placed the macaroni in a pot and let it boiled. While I was waiting, I went to my room, changed my sweatpants to my nike jogging shorts, my vans to my comfortable bunny house sandals. Headed downstairs (where the kitchen is), and prepared my brunch.

To be a good pet owner, I put Alphie's feeding bowl right next to the sofa where I'm sitting to see what he's doing.

I was enjoying the new episode of "Austin and Ally" on TV when suddenly the telephone rang.

"Blair?" An unknown voice spoke throught the phone.

"Yeah. Who is this?" Asking unsurely.

'Uncle Jeff here."

"Oh. Hey. Yeah?" I asked confused because we really don't talk that much.

"I'll be there at the hotel, with some of my friends. Can I get a reservation for two luxury rooms?"

"Yeah. Sure, when are you coming? Until when?

"Tomorrow morning, which is sunday, until the next sunday. We'll be there for a week."

"Business purposes again huh? What a life you have." I said sarcastically.

"That's a sure thing. Gotta go, thanks by the way. Take Care."

No problem, Yeah, you too. Bye." Right after he hung up, I called the main desk.

"Good Afternoon Ma'am, how can I help you?"

"Oh hey Mitchie, favor please." Mitchie was my friend since the day I transferred here. Last year, she was doing my room service. So I found a way to thank her, so I transferred her to the main desk, obviously they do less work.

"Sure, go on." She said letting me continue what I was saying.

"So, my uncle will be here tomorrow morning. So, kindly reserver 2 luxury rooms beneath my floor."

"To whom will I name the reservation?"

"Jeff Delano. One week reservation."

"Anything else?"

"Oh and yeah. Before I forget. If they ever decide to buy some things at our mall, tell all employees not to swipe their cards, let them swipe it in the fake one. Remember? The one we used for Justin Bieber?"

"Yup, I do so."

"Yeah, let them use that one. And as soon as they get here tomorrow, get the names of all the people my uncle is with so all employees would be aware."

"Got it. Anything more?"

"None for now. Thanks and Bye."

Taking all reservations out of my mind, I relaxed on the sofa. But wait! What am I supposed to wear tomorrow? I've never been to a concert before. I was into music, but I really don't go to concerts. I mean, I really don't have much time, meetings here and there. Photoshoots every thursday. My clothes? I get sponsored by the companies I endorse. Same as my shoes. Everything is being sponsored. Well, a lot of teenagers know me because of my face on huge bilboards, magazines and in the internet.

I walk into my MASSIVE closet, seriously what do people wear when going to concerts? Looking through my wardrobe, I saw an "I <3 London" loose shirt. I think as red high waist short would look good with it. So, I grabbed the shorts and my red vans, put them at the table near the wardrobe's door so I won't spend too much time tomorrow.

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