The Cinderella Project

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Sorry about the delay!
Its basically the week where we're fixing our grades and I'm having problems with it but I'm trying to keep it cool.

By being calm.
But I'm not. Whatever

This chapter is probably not one of the biggest but it's as important as the other chapters and it is also is a filler.

Dedicated to my friend over there who just had a bad day today! I promised her I'll update today and I did keep my promise :)

So smile!

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Tia's POV

Even if the ride was quite awkward, I cannot help but to look at the view outside, I'm in California!

So I tried to focus on the view that was behold upon me rather than wondering what to do about this whole awkwardness. Good thing about my little innocence since all I did was gawk at the sight outside.

Thomas couldn't hold it not to chuckle, so he did. It was a good thing that he did that, the whole awkward air just got lifted and we were talking, or teasing, again.

Minutes later, we found ourselves stopping in front of a fancy looking hotel. I bet it's a five star. It looks like that the producer or the director or whatever, wanted us to stay the night first and try to get to know each other.

The man in the lobby opened my door for me and as I stepped out I was welcomed with the warm air that I'm not accustomed yet. "Oh God, I miss the cool air already!" I muttered as I start to roll up my coat's sleeves, trying to cool down my body.

Thomas' voice came from behind me, "Don't worry, we'll be back in London in time," he stepped besides me, "Come on, we haven't had dinner yet, and the others are already in there."

I gulped down, as I felt more edgy than normal, "They're already here? Were we late? What if they don't like me? Or I don't like them? What if-" I began panicking around when suddenly Thomas puts his hand on my shoulders, shaking me out of my thoughts.

"You'll do good, Tia. We'll do good," he withdrew his hands and grabbed one of mine as he led me onto the inside of the lobby. One of the hotel staffs quickly walked towards us with two glass of liquid that I presume was cool water.

Thomas let go of my hand to reach for the glass, and I did so too and gulped it down since the warm air was making my throat dry. Then, we were directed to the counter to be given the keys to our room, but we were told to head to one of the private lounge first.

We walked towards the lounge, taking the lift to the 12th floor. I was clearly fascinated since the lift was showing off the beauty of California. When we reached the lounge, 6 pair of curious eyes greeted us.

I couldn't help but stare at the interior of the lounge, when I should've been staring at the guys right in front of me.

The room was huge and one side was full with giant sized windows that offered a look of the city. It was a minimalistic lounge where there were two doors on the edge that I presume were the lavatory. The middle held a round coffee table that's not too small and not too big. Around it were filled with couches; three-seated couch, love-seat, and even the huge L shaped couch. Some were red, some black, some with and some blue navy.

On the opposite side of the lavatory held a small counter filled with snacks and drinks ready ti be devoured. And there are also entertainments, like a grand piano and some guitars sitting near it.