DIFFERENT | TAYLOR SWIFT

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Ivorys POV.

Last night after reading in the piano room I went back to bed, so I awoke in my room.

I checked the time on my phone, it was a little past 10. I'm guessing Taylor let me sleep in.

Just thinking about being in the same house as my idol made me want to scream, so I just awkwardly jumped up and down under the blanket.

I went on tumblr, as I am one of those teenagers with typically no life, and made a new post on my fanpage.

"So I don't think I can actually use this account anymore, but it should be easy for you to find my new one I guess."

I don't know what it'll be like not having a fanpage, I won't be screenshotting the new candid of Taylor and posting it, I won't be making edits and I won't be freaking out every time Taylor posts a new picture on Instagram. In fact, I'll probably be in those candids and the Instagram posts.

After a few minutes I get up and get dressed. I put on a grey skater skirt and a black short sleeved t-shirt, I then leave my hair down, and feel like I should get it cut.

I make my way downstairs and eventually find the kitchen after getting lost around the apartment. When I enter the kitchen Taylor is dressed and making toast. She turns around when she notices me and smiles.

"Good morning, how did you sleep?"

"Morning, and I uhm, yeah I slept fine." I smiled back and sat down on one of the stools by the counter.

"I let you sleep in because I thought you'd be tired." She says while putting a piece of toast on a plate.

"What would you like on it?"

"Just butter please."

Taylor buttered my toast and passed it to me. I said thanks. Obviously.

—

At around twelve, we decide to leave to go shopping. I have a mental list of things I should buy, clothes being the first.

There were no paparazzi around taylors house, which was strange to me. There also weren't any when we got to the mall, but I'm guessing they'll start flocking around like pigeons to chips. Us being the chips.

I'm not sure if I did or didn't like the fact that taylors bodyguards had to come with us. There were two walking just a little behind us, Taylor said they had to be with us incase anything happened. I knew that, but I didn't want to say it.

Taylor and I walked into a clothing store, there were mainly skirts and dresses on the racks.

"I've gotten some of my favourite dresses here, so you might find some that you like."

I nodded.

"Oh, and don't worry about the price, you need new clothes."

—

I was buzzing with excitement as we entered the apartment building, racing up the stairs two steps at a time.

Taylor and one of the bodyguards, who I never asked him for his name, went in the elevator. The other bodyguard and I went up the stairs. I didn't know there were stairs, but turns out there were so I won't have to risk my life in the elevator.