The Broken Ones

Chapter 2

Chapter 2- Neveah's p.o.v.

I lazily opened my eyes and heard music blasting into one of my ears. While I looked around and absorbed my surroundings, I stretched. When I was stretching, I didn't realize I hit Rea, who was sound asleep on my left. I looked over at her and saw her stir, and then open her eyes. She then stretched in her seat and looked back at me.

There was a moment where we just stared at each other, and then we both burst out into laughter. We both took out the one ear bud that was left in our ears, and still chuckled. After calming down, a voice then came from the intercom. "We will arrive in London in about twenty minutes." The voice said.

My eyes widen slightly. I felt excitement and nervousness twist a knot in my stomach.

"Do you have a like a knot in your stomach too?" I heard Rea ask. I looked at her and nodded.

"I'm just nervous and excited. Like, what if something goes wrong and I don't get the record deal?" the thought instantly made me sad. I just had to get that record deal. Music is like my life. "What if he is right? That I stink and I'm terrible and I should just go die..."

I heard a slight chuckle and I looked up and slightly glared at Rea. "Oh, come one, V! You have an amazing voice! You'll get the record deal, trust me. And if somehow the people don't sign, you can always try again with a bigger, and better company!" she told me, and then got in a serious yet kind of soft tone. "And your ex? Who shall not be named? He's an idiot. Don't listen to him, he was stupid enough to cheat on you and try to ruin your life. He was probably thrown against a wall when he was a baby, so he doesn't know shit!" I smiled at her.

"Thanks Rea," I whispered and then gave her a hug. She returned it happily. "So... Should we plan out what we are going to do before the Pax? Because it isn't until, like, fifteen days from now. And I want to get some shopping in!" I laughed.

Rea chuckled along with me. "Yeah, I brought a notebook to doodle in, so I'll just use it to write our plans in." She then got up and out of her seat. Rea reached into the compartment that held our purses and smaller bags. While sitting down, she pulled a small red duffle bag into her lap and then took out a notebook and two pens.

"Here," she said and handed me the blue pen and then opened up the notebook to where we both had a piece of paper to write on. I started to fill out my list of things I wanted to do before the Pax.

As I was thinking on what to write down I couldn't help but to keep doubting myself about my singing. I know I should be thinking of the positives but I just couldn't.

I finally finished my list for what I wanted to do. I wanted to go site seeing around England. I also wanted to go shopping and get clothes for my little tour and get a dress for the Pax because they were also giving out awards to.

"So what did you come up with V?" I hear her ask.

"Oh, um nothing really other than shopping and site seeing." She just nods. "What did you come up with?" I ask her.

"You'll see," she says smirking at me. I don't know if I should be scared or not.

We then heard the intercom come on again.

"Attention passengers! We have arrived at London! Please stay seated until we land."

I looked over at Rea and to say that she practically looked like a little kid on Christmas morning was an understatement, but I am pretty sure I mirrored her. I felt that each second that passed until we landed, I got more and more excited and nervous. The knot like took over my stomach or something. Once we landed, I could barely contain myself.