Coachella

Chapter 1

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Kendall's POV

"Be safe girls, call me if you's need anything. Just remember, if something bad happens and you need help but don't want to call your own parents, I'm here. I can keep a secret" Hailey's dad said, while she put her bags into the truck of my car. My car was a black bmw convertible. It use to be my mums but she gave it to me for my 16th birthday.

"We will, thank you for letting us bring her !" I said happily as Hailey climbed into the back seat with Kylie. Gigi was seated in the passenger seat beside me. She reached over and grabbed my hand, squeezing it from how excited she was.

I put the car into drive and began rolling away, the girls waving and yelling 'byes' before getting settled for our roughly four our drive to Palm Desert.

As I sped down the streets of Las Vegas, I put my left hand in the air, letting the wind smack against my skin. It felt like I had pins and needles. I sighed happily, content with the fact that I could tick yet another dream off my bucket list.

"I'm so pumped. I'm most excited to see Beyoncé. Apparently Kendrick Lamar and Kehlani will be there too. Oh ! And Marshmellow !" Gigi stated, sliding on her sun glasses and tucking her hair behind her ears.

Kylie and Hailey agreed before telling her to blast the music while I concentrated on driving. Kylie handed over her phone, gladly taking one for the team. Gigi plugged in the aux cord before selecting a playlist of songs she knew we could all sing along too. Despite my intense concentration on the road, I couldn't help but feel giddy and excited with them.

Soon enough, I found myself singing along to 'No Role Modelz' by J Cole.

"One time for my LA sisters, one time for my LA hoes ! Lame nigga's can't tell the difference, one time for a nigga who knows !" We all shouted together, laughing at how ridiculous we must sound and look to the people driving past and around us. I shook my head, a smile permanently plastered on my face.

My car, being a convertible, doesn't have a roof so everyone could see the commotion we were causing. We must look pretty crazy, or like a group of very happy teens. But, we are having fun and being happy, so we didn't care. I looked up in the sky, being temporarily blinded by the sun. There were a few clouds, the sky looked as blue as ever. The sun was out, obviously, but it didn't feel humid or sticky. The weather was nice, perfect for a little getaway.

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After a few songs from Kylie's phone, Gigi replaced it with hers and plugged her sleek, perfect looking iPhone into the aux cord. Gigi treated her phone like it was a child. One crack or scratch and she'd get it fixed. Gigi's playlist was more upbeat than Kylie's, which helped keep the spirits high and the mood happy.

A few remixes from Marshmellow and Skrillex played, making the girls dance like crazy in their seats, making me laugh the whole way. A few of Drake's best creations played too.

Halfway through a song, Gigi leant forward and turned it down temporarily to speak.

"Do you guys want food ? I'm starving" She stated, looking at me. I looked in the rear-vision mirror to see Kylie placing a hat onto the mint green wig she had perfectly fixated on her head.