Falling for your secrets

Chapter Five

i've decided to continue on with this story, i know i've been lazy and i am really sorry for that. so here after a year give or take, i present chapter five. by the way italic writing is a diary/ entry of ellie which she is using to document the journey of this story for Gossip 123, I know I never mentioned but yeah just pretend she was ask to.

In less than five hours, I'll be at the airport. In less than 22 hours, I'll be Dubia aka the fablous and luxury city of Asia. Yep, I said Dubai. See there was a little mix up at Gossip 123 which sent all of the staff including me and Tori into a freak out but everything's okay now, Instead where going to Dubai where the boys currently are holidaying. What happened exactly is they cancelled everything for two weeks, there interviews, there meetings, there press conference, all for a week of the sun. To be honest, I am glad they did because now I am going to Dubai, a free trip in the most expensive city in the world, I say score !! Somehow Cher managed to score an "Interview" , a sit down on friday at the boys also our hotel, Cher says this a prime time to bond espically with the help of alcholol. I honestly am so nervous because I'll probs say something like omg your my sunshine or bitch why dont you follow me on twitter. So Byeeee Diary

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.....hahaha this awkward, but I didnt document the details I decided on. My name is now known as Rachel Brooks, I am born and raised in a small suburb outside New York, I still have the same birthday 14th Feb 1995 and the last detail I now work retail as an assistant for Gossip  123, which I have been apprently at for five years now. They also gave me a new iphone so I can seprate work from family n friends, they also gave me a new facebook and twitter account. The weird thing is they uploaded heaps of photos on facebook of me, add randoms from work and got me heaps of likes on my photos and then twitter was just as weird, they got me followers and friends in mere seconds. They made it seem like my accounts have been there for ages and there actually was a Rachel Brooks living on this earth for almost 19 years. Slender it is really, I know, I know but hey the pay is amazing and I am about to live out my dream. Nothing can go wrong right? Ta Ta xx

I threw the pen down next to my small dazzled diary and refocused myself back onto a problem I stubbled on about 20 mins ago, packing. I hated it so much, most of the time I did it last minute okay I always did. But Cher had texted me like five million times, all the texts were very similiar and mainly said, "IF YOU HAVENT PACK IN AN HOUR, I WONT BE HAPPY ELLIE. AKA NO STARBUCKS SHOUTS".  I sighed when another text came threw, instead of doing the right thing I pulled my laptop from my bedside table, I opened twitter and scrolled down before sending out a few tweets about random things. To be honest, I was hoping my friends back home in Aus saw them and decided to call me or something because I seriously missed home so so much, espically ever since I moved in to my new apartment. Shit I forget to mention that in my journal, I quickly searched for the pen and notebook which had suddenly dispearred under the mountains of clothes scattered on my bed. I picked up the pen and began scribbling away, I really hated this. 

I am so bad at this, can I give up please. Please Cher if you read this, can you just hire me a person that documents my thoughts because this is really hard, espically since I didnt write in this the first two days when you assigned and well know I have this feeling your going to ask for it at the airport and if I didnt do it, well you and Tori wouldnt ever let it go. So meeeeh. Anyways I actually came here to write about the new apartment I moved into just a few days ago, its basically a loft/studio apartment. It was almost like Cher read my mind, Its my dream apartment. Tori was meant to live with me also, but her family lives in the city and she decided she couldnt give that up, so that's why I am here by myself, jamming to Taylor Swift and eating chocolate no one here to judge me but maybe the person aka probs Cher reading this. HEy cher if you are, love you girl and yes I am going to go pack right now ehehehhehehe.

I placed the pen back down and decided on a quick nap, bad idea I know but nap time is my favourtie things to do espically as a form procastion against packing. 

BEEP BEEP, My alarm pounded around the room and I sat up really fast, shit shit that was an emergency alarm I had set for the leaving the house. Shit that means I had an hour to get to the airport, pack and get ready. SHIT. I hurdled myself out of bed and quickly tipping random contents out from shopping bags into my suitcase, throwing my old make up and new make up given by Cher into the bag, then my shoes, then toiletries and then finally the electronics. I then quickly made a dash for the bathroom, hoping to have the fastest shower of my life. Before I knew it, lucky I had organised everything, showered, look presentable and lugged my stuff down stairs just in time for Cher and Tori to pick me up, I opened the car door and grinned widly at both Cher and Tori, who looked very excited before saying "Ready for Dubai Bitches !!!!"

Hello, I promise I will update soon. I have heaps in store for this story, so much exciting stuff to write hehehee. Thanks to the girl, who sent in the title for this book, I love it. Also dont forget to comment, vote, favourite ect thank youu