*Taylor's POV*
We quickly grabbed our things as the plane came to a halt.
The doors to the plane opened, and the heat hit me like a ton of bricks. It must have been 40 degrees!
We all trooped off the plane and walked to the carousel inside the airport.
"Ok, guys, try to get your cases as quickly as possible, the driver is waiting outside!" Stormie announced.
"We have a driver?" I asked, eyes wide.
Ross laughed, lacing our fingers together. "Mom and Dad thought it would be easier to hire a driver to take us anywhere that's too far for us to walk."
"That's fine with me!" I giggled as we saw our cases moving along the conveyor belt.
We quickly grabbed our cases and walked outside, dragging our luggage behind us. I attempted to pull my 2 suitcases behind me, plus trying to swing my purse over my shoulder.
We saw the minivan that we were hiring for the duration of the trip, and our jaws dropped open. It had enough room for us all to sit on 2 seats each; there were TVs on the back of the seats; plus a huge sound system at the front of the van.
We noticed everybody was standing outside the minivan, so we walked over to them to find out what they were doing.
They were talking to a man, who was in his 30s, had short chocolate brown hair, was around 5'6 and was wearing a suit and tie.
"Oh, good, you're here, guys!" My mom exclaimed as she saw us. "This is Jimmy, he's our driver!" She said, gesturing to Jimmy.
"Jimmy, this is my daughter, Taylor." Mom told the driver
"And, this is my son, Ross." Stormie added with a smile.
We exchanged greetings before Jimmy shouted, "Ok, folks! Everybody into the van!"
Everybody piled onto the huge vehicle, Ross and I grabbing the 2 seats at the back.
I flopped down into the seat, sweating from the heat.
"It's so warm here! It's only ever this warm in California in the summer!" I exclaimed, fanning myself.
Jimmy laughed and said, "I thought that too when I first moved out here. You'll get used to it though!"
We pulled away from the airport, and headed towards our villa, blasting music through the surround speakers.
We drove into a very exclusive, and VERY luxurious, villa estate. It was a gated community, and several Bentleys and Porsches passed us as we drove further into the estate.
We gazed around in a daze, astounded by the buildings we saw before us. They were huge! All with long driveways up to them, and large double or triple garages.
"THIS is were we're staying?!" Rocky asked dreamily.
We soon pulled into a long driveway which led up to a magnificent villa. The electronic gates opened slowly and we drove through, heading for the house.
We parked and got out of the minivan, amazed at the villa. It was the biggest house I'd ever seen
"Pretty awesome, huh?" Jimmy questioned with a smile.
"This is amazing." Rydel breathed.
"And it's all yours!" Jimmy added, holding the keys to the house in his hand. "Well, for 2 weeks anyway."
We all laughed as Jimmy handed the keys to Mark and got our suitcases out of the back of the van.
"Ok, folks! I'm off now, so call me if you need a ride anywhere! Have a great holiday!" Jimmy stated as he climbed back into the minivan and pulled away, giving us a little wave as he went.

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Sparks (A Ross Lynch/ R5 Fanfiction)
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