i woke up 6 hours later, tired as heck but extremely excited for the possibilities that lay ahead of me. i put on a blue flannel, dark blue
skinny jeans, and flats,
trying to be comfortable but stylish at the same time. i called a taxi to take me to the airport since, although i had my license, i didn't own a car, since i never really needed it in the city. i entered the airport and checked in my two suitcases, and got my boarding passes. after stopping at a starbucks for some coffee, i boarded the plane. i found out that i had the window seat in a three seat row, but the two other seats were empty. how lucky was i? attention passengers this is your pilot speaking. flight 0837 from new york to vancouver will take off shortly. we will reach our destination in approximately 6 hours. the local time will be around 5 pm. please keep your seat belt fastened when the sign is lit. relax and enjoy your flight.
soon after we were taking off into the sky. clouds engulfed my view as i settled back into my seat and fell fast asleep. the next thing i knew, the pilot was talking again.
attention passengers, we are now beginning our descent into the vancouver area. local time is 5:30 pm, don't forget to change your watches. please fasten your seat belts as we will be landing shortly.
when we landed, i collected my luggage and found a man next to a limo with a sign that read, ' miss riley p kingston ' i gasped and walked over. "miss kingston." the driver took my luggage and opened the door for me, so different from the rude cab drivers back home. "thank you sir." i took a seat in the back as he drove off. about half an hour later we pulled up to a gorgeous hotel. in front was the man i spoke to yesterday. i hauled my luggage over to him and he held out his hand. "david schreave, performing arts manager at this fine hotel." "nice to meet you mr. schreave, i can't wait to get started." "well first let me show you your apartment." he kindly takes my suitcases although i tell him i can take them myself. we walk down the street and stop at a large building. he leads me inside and up to the 4th floor through the elevator. he stops at a door marked 404. "easy enough to remember right?" he laughs and so do i. "of course." he places a key in my hand. i take a deep breath and unlock the door. the area is breathtaking... the white walls make the space look so bright and the living room is huge.
a flatscreen is on the wall and an L-shaped couch is in the center of the room. the back wall is one giant window, with a beautiful view of the area. "i love it." mr. schreave laughs, standing at the door frame. "i would like to invite you to karaoke night at the hotel, it's a great way to meet some people in the area." "sounds like fun!" i reply, excited to get to sing. we exit the apartment and walk back down the street, into the hotel. its beautiful there... crystal chandeliers are on the high ceiling and the decor is lovely. "wow, this place is amazing." mr. schreave leads me into one of the smaller rooms with a stage. about 3 dozen people are there chatting among themselves. i take a seat in the front row as my boss walks up to the stage. "welcome ladies and gentlemen to our weekly karaoke night!" the crowd claps. "first up, i would like to welcome our guest cleo kose!" a girl a bit younger than me hops on stage. she raps a song by eminem, shes really good! when shes done we all cheer and she blushes, returning to her seat. mr. schreave returns to the stage. "now i would like to introduce you all to the newest dancer here at the hotel, miss kingston!" i smile and walk onto the stage. "and joining her on stage will be mr. gustin!" i love a challenge, lets see who this guy is. a young man with amazing brown hair emerges from the audience. he takes his place next to me and says, "nice to meet you." "you too." i smile. "what song will you two be singing?" he looks down at me, hes got to be over 6 feet and im barely 5' 7. "im up for whatever you want to sing." i nudge his shoulder. "uptown girl." he calls out. i laugh as mr. schreave hands me the microphone. the song starts playing as the words come across the screen. i start.
me: Ooooh, Ooooh
Uptown girl
She's been livin' in her uptown world
I bet she never had a backstreet guy
I bet her mama never told her why
I'm gonna try for an
VOUS LISEZ
too good to be true {grant gustin}
Fanfictionriley paige kingston age: 23 date of birth: august 4, 1992 place of birth: new york, new york, USA height: 5 foot 5 inches occupation: professional dancer, singer, and actress ~~~~ grant gustin age: 26 date of birth: january 14, 1990 place of birth:...
