Permanent Vacation

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Authors note: My friend sherlocked99 is also doing this story in Arabella's POV. She is the only person with permission to do this. Thanks! Enjoy the story!
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Never in my life had I entered a contest, but the chance to meet 5 Seconds of Summer was something I just couldn't seem to get out of my head. So I entered.

My name is Max. No. It's not short for Maxine. Or Maxi. Or anything. My full name is Max Shyanna Asbury. (My mother was a single mom and I never met my father.)My Birthday is July 25, 1996. I am a YouTuber with over 100,000 subscribers. I never say my real name, so everyone knows me as Aqua Panda. Most just call me Aqua. I just recently dyed my dishwater blonde hair. I now have a turquoise peekaboo. I have one blue eye and one green eye. I have lived in Perth, Australia for my entire life.
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"She's got a naughty tattoo in a place that I wanna get to!" I sing along to 18.
My phone starts buzzing next to me. I pick it up without looking first.

"Hello?" I ask.
"Are you Maximum5SOSfan13?" A fake sounding deep voice replies.
"Yes this is she... Who's asking?"
"Mikey stop joking around! This is serious." Another voice with an Australian accent yells.
"That's funny that sounds just like Lu... Holy... I won the contest!"
"See you tomorrow Maximum5SOSfan13." Michael says.
"Call me Max. Wait. Tomorrow? The concert isn't until July."
"Well that will be discussed. Pack your bags and a limo will arrive at your address at 4:30 tomorrow morning. You have a 5 hour flight. Better rest up." He finishes and hangs up.

After getting everything packed my phone buzzes. It's a text.
'It's Calum. If you have any thing you want to bring. Just ask and it probably won't be a problem.'
'I have a dog. Can I bring her?'
'If she's house trained haha'

I continued packing while listening to my most random playlist. My roommate comes into the room just as an Ed Sheeran song ends.

"What are you packing for?" Sarah asks throwing my bra at me.
"You know that contest I entered about a week ago. Well I won!" I squeal.
"You suck! I want to go!"
"Sorry, I can't bring anybody. Well except Escobedo." My dogs ears perk up at the sound of her name. I walk over to pet her.
"Wow. I see how it is. You love your dog more than me." Sarah crosses her arms and makes a pouty face.
"Well that is true! It's not like I'll be staying forever."
"Just promise we'll talk." She wraps her arms around me.

I nod. She doesn't know that I'm aware of her having sex with my now ex boyfriend behind me back. She is being taken out of my life for a month and I'm fine with that.

I fall asleep at 11 into a deep dreamless sleep. Until my alarm goes of at 4.
"Ugh. It's to early for this."

I throw on some leggings and a cozy sweatshirt. I put my hair up in a messy bun and spray my hair with dry shampoo. Thank god for dry shampoo!
After the final stuff is shoved into my 5 suitcases, a limo pulls up in the driveway.
I drag everything out the door and the chauffeur puts them in the back. Escobedo's kennel fits jut right. In the limo there is coffee. I happily take some, but I can't help but feel like I forgot something.
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When you get on a private jet you are amazed. It's all yours. It's great until you realize what you forgot. I FORGOT MY MOTION SICKNESS PILLS! Well, this will be a fun flight. I may have won the contest, but I lost the motion sickness battle.
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30 minutes into the flight and I start to feel ill. A woman comes back with food, and drinks.
"Ma'am? Would you like anything to eat or drink?" She asks sweetly.
"Can I just get a water please?" I say trying to stay calm.
I must look pretty terrible because the attendant comes back with a bottle of water and an air sickness bag.
"Just in case." The woman says patting my shoulder.
I give her a forced smile. It's a good thing she brought it to. Because as soon as I took a sip of the water, all hell broke loose. Let's just say I needed that bag.
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We finally landed 4 hours later. I look like crap. The hair that fell out of my bun is plastered to the back of my neck, and my face is the color of a damn cloud. I go to the airport washroom to put on makeup. (Not the best place I know) I apply mascara and eyeliner. Then my brown eyeshadow. I put on a light shade of lipstick on my lips. Then I pull my hair out of the bun. It's curly and kind of cute.
I walk out of the terminal and see a man holding a sign. It reads Max Asbury (maximum5SOSfan13) Here comes the chance of a lifetime.
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Hopefully you enjoyed this first chapter
Word count: 874