Usher's Hidden Princess

Atlanta! Daddy! Naiyd! Usher!

Atlanta!

Daddy!

Naiyd!

Usher!

-Brooke's P.O.V-

"Brooke Bear, wake up." A voice shouted at me. I groaned, and rolled, my face colliding with a cold leather couch. I groaned, once more, turning over again, facing Mo, who stood there, dressed and ready. She was wearing the most adorable, or cute outfit. Jeans, flats, a blue tank top, and a white cardigan. Her hair was in a cute ponytail, and her makeup was simple. I smiled small at her, and groaned getting up. I reached my hands above me, and arched my back, causing it to crackle, and pop. I straightened up, and yawned, walking to the back of the private jet, to the room. I grabbed some clothes, and walked to the smallish bathroom. I turned on the sink, and grabbed my tooth brush, scrubing my teeth. I spit, and gargled water, rinsing my mouth. I grabbed my makeup bag, and got started applying base, mascara, blush, eyeshadow, eyeliner, and lipgloss. I sighed, and smiled at my reflection. I put away my makeup, grabbing my hair wand. I curled the ends of my hair, and placed the beanie on my head. I changed into the rest of the clothes, packing everything back up, and my phone started vibrating. I picked it up off of the counter, and read the message from my Grams.

New Message

Reiceved: 4:20 A.M

Gram's Cell

Can't wait to see you, have a big surprise. Be Ready!♥

I giggled, and slipped my phone into my pocket, walking back to the couch areas. Monique sat on the chair, texting. I smiled, and became nosey.

"Who, you texing Mo Mo?" I asked, taking my seat on the couch, sitting against the arm, with my legs stretched out in front of me. She smiled, and glanced up at me.

"Julliard." She answered in a whispered, I couldn't help but bust out laughing. Her gaze left her iphone screen, and she glared at me. I closed my mouth, but snickered a little bit. She snorted, and the pilots voice interrupted my giggling.

"We will be landing in 3 minutes, so buckle up, and be prepared. Turn off all electronics." I grabbed my phone and turned it off, right as I was getting a phone call. I had to ignore it. I slid the phone between my legs, Monique slipped hers in to her little purse, and sighed. I felt the jet move evelation, and gripped the side of the couch. I felt the wheels come in contact with the pavement of a runway, and we were saftly on the ground. I stood up, and walked to the back picking up my suit cases, and carrying them off of the jet, to the awaiting car. I slipped my suitcases into the trunk, and climbed into the backseat. Mo climbed in next to me turning her phone back on, and I did the same. The door closed and the car started, purring to life, the driver turned and faced me.

"Where to?" He asked, I smiled.

"5645 Lillian Drive." He nodded, and turned around putting the car in drive, and pushing lightly on the gas. I rolled down my window, and propped my arm on the window sile, with my head resting on my arm, watching the buildings, we passed the recording studio. I smiled, thats where I met Justin. I want to go back to the beach in California, where we had our first kiss. I miss him, I watched as we turned into the gated community, where my grandparents lived. We pulled up to the oh-so familar house. The small, comforting house that my Gram and Gramps has lived in forever. I smiled, as the car came to a stop. I opened the door, and jumped out, smiling widely as the front door opened, revealing my babies. I walked up the sidewalk, and dropped to my knees, wrapping the boys in my arms.

" I have missed you guys so much." I whined, kissing each of their heads. They were sobbing. I pulled away, and looked at them.

"Why, are you crying, babies?" I asked, wiping the tears that streaked their faces. They hugged into my neck.