Part 1 - The Beginning

"Aahh!" I sigh as I dive onto the couch.

I have just moved down to London from Scotland for my dream job at 'Fabulous' magazine. It is the best job I've ever had and although its a long days work, I just can't get enough.

My phone beeped from inside my jacket pocket, so I touched it open to see a message from my boss, Angela.

It read:

"Change of plan, Rachel. Instead of going to the studio tomorrow, you and the team are going to America for about 2 weeks. There will be a taxi waiting for you at 9am from your apartment to take you to the airport. Have fun x"

"What?" You spoke out loud in confusion. Why are we going to America! This is crazy! I'm so tired here, imagine what I am going to be like after flying for almost 12 hours. I looked at my watch to see its nearing 8 o'clock at night.

"Shit!" I shout whilst scrambling to my feet. I rush into the bedroom to look for my suitcase. I moved in just longer than a month ago but my suitcase is still not completely emptied. I turn the suitcase upside down tipping out the remains of what was inside onto the floor. I connected my phone to the docking station and blasted my music.

I threw things into the case, not caring about them being neat and tidy. I had no idea what kinds of clothes to take with me! Heck, I didn't even know what the weather was going to be like there!

The Wanted's 'Chasing the Sun' came on shuffle and I danced around the room, singing at the top of my voice. I am not obsessed with them or anything but I do think that they are drop dead gorgeous boys!

"And we'll never grow old again

You'll find us chasing the sun"

*BEEP BEEP! BEEP BEEP*

I was awoken by my alarm clock to find that I was still in my clothes from yesterday. I sat up, rubbing my eyes to see I was crashed out on my bedroom floor, using my suitcase as a pillow.

I quickly get up and look at the time. 8:00. Crapp. I run into the bathroom and quickly wash my body and my hair. I rummage through my wardrobe changing into a pair of black leggings and my white oversized jumper, [outfit on side] before blasting my hair with the hair dryer and plopping a hat on top of cover the mess. I quickly applied some basic make up before packing it all into my suitcase.

8:45 and the suitcase is finally packed. I run round the flat to check everything is off and I haven't forgotten anything before grabbing some quick toast and apple juice from the kitchen.

I hear a horn beep from outside my window and I look down to see my taxi waiting. After locking the door behind me, I pack my things into the taxi and head to the airport. Here goes a long day, I think to myself whilst heading to the departure lounge with the team from work.

"Please fasten your seat belts, restore your chair to the upright position and ensure your tray tables are back up. We are about to land in Los Angeles."

Its time, I thought to yourself as I re-did my seat belt. We're finally in America. Little did I know that it was here it was all going to change.

**end of part 1. outfit picture on the side. **

Sorry for the boring-ness of this part... I promise it will get better! :) x