Soon enough we were piled on and off the plane in just a few hours. There was a group of guys waiting for Wesley as he got off the plane, along with a group of girls who he seemed to recognize. I wasn't paying attention to him anymore, I was in the beautiful city of Los Angeles.
I send Wesley a wave as we begin our way out it the airport as he calls out to say goodbye to us. We grab our bags and take off running for the cab we can find.
"We're in Los Angeles!" Kylie and I begin to tell as we parade around the front of the airport.
Multiple people scoff at us, but we just laugh it off and continue to be us. We soon get into the cab, giving them the address to the hotel we were staying in. We had two conjoining rooms so we weren't at each other's throats when we leave this place...if I did leave.
"We are going to in and out for sure, then rodeo drive..." I daze out after that, having heard this a million and seven times.
The pictures I seen of LA has yet to live up to what I was actually seeing. I've been wanting to come here since I came from the womb. The traffic I hated, and wished I was in the small cities away from the LAX traffic already. I would be able to walk home to Florida before we moved a mile here. I turn my phone it, texting back my mom so she was done worrying slightly. I tweet a little bit on my phone, and reply back to a few tweets about my new video, thankfully getting good feedback.
We soon get to our hotel, and I just throw myself into my bed, Kylie talking about how she was going to the beach, while I decided to take a well deserved nap. Once I am curled up under the blankets, my bags staying by the door of my room, my phone rested on the bed next to me.
Just as I'm about to fall sleep there was a loud ring of my texting. I let out a small groan, picking my head up.
"Hey meet me @ in and out in a hour on south second street if ur not busy." I read the text, very confused until I read the text above it.
It was from Wes.
