Usher's Hidden Princess

Jay Leno Late Night

Jay Leno

Late Night

-Brooke's P.O.V-

We're in New York, and I am with Jay Leno tonight, then leave tomorrow morning back to Atlanta. Get to see my babies, aka my brothers, then I have to go other places. I miss Justin and everyone else. I really want to get back to the tour. I want to feel Justin's lips on mine. I want to feel his hand holding mine. I want to be in his embrace. I want to cuddle with him on the couch. I just want to be with him. I want the world to know we love each other, well at least I love him. I know he says it, but its hard to tell if he means it. It's like 7 at night, so I am kind of sort getting ready. Not really though. Like I have someone here doing my nails, and my hair. I'm getting a mani pedi, so its going to take a while. They're doing my feet first, while I update twitter, and tweet back to people.

"Brooke, do you think, Julliard is single?" Mo's voice interrupted my thoughts, her question causing me to laugh.

"Yea, I think he is, why? Do you think Julliard is sexy?" I asked, turning my gaze from my phone to her. She laughed and nodded. I giggled and rolled my eyes.

"Call him, and ask him on a date." I said turning back to my phone, pressing my Grandparents picture, to call them, and my brothers. My gram answered first.

"Hello?" Her crackly, yet soothing voice answered. I smiled.

"Hey Gram." I said, smiling like an idiot. I can't wait to get home.

"Hey baby girl, what are you doing?" I giggled, and answered.

"Being pampered, for tonight. I was just calling to tell the boys goodnight, but I think it's a little late, so they must be in bed already, and to tell you, I should be over at your house by tomorrow morning at 5." I said, watching the girl file my toe nail.

"Okay sweetie, and yea they're already in bed." I sighed,

"Well go give them a kiss on the forehead for me." I whispered. I miss my babies.

"Okay darling. See you tomorrow morning." I hung up, and laid my head back against the chair, I was in.

"It's going to be okay Brooke, no worries." I nodded, and watched the girl paint my nail, french tip. She finished, and sat them carefully on the side of the tin tube thing. She came up and started on my nails.

"I want french tip, and I want a J on each thumb." She nodded, and got to work, as J. Cole work out blasted through the stereo speakers. I laughed, and smiled. Mo, started dancing.

"No, Monique stick to being a manager." I said trying to hide my face, in my shoulder. She gasped.

"You bitch." She giggled, slapping my leg. I gasped and stuck my tongue out at her, she laughed and stuck hers out, exposing her tongue ring. I rolled my eyes, and listened to the music. The girl tapped my hands, and I looked at them. I smiled, they were cute, and simple. I liked what she added to the thumb nail. A little purple stone. I nodded, and she helped me up, walking me over to a vanity mirror the hair people set up. I smiled, and took my seat, as they started working their magic. Monique was doing her own hair, and make-up, while I had to be pampered. I hate this. I like doing my own hair and make-up. They turned my away from the mirror, and started on my makeup.

Kill Me.

"Don't make it to dark, please." I said, closing my eyes so she could do my eyeshadow.

When they turned me around, the first thing I examined was my makeup. It was alright. I liked it, I smiled and looked at my hair. Simple and my kind of style. I smiled, as the applied the pink lip stick. I stood up, and walked over to my room, changing into my simple little outfit. I slipped into the pumps, and grabbed my purse, and phone. I slid it into my pocket, and walked down the hall to the elevator. Pushing the parking lot button. The elevator stopped, and I walked out of it. I just want to get this over with.