GREYSON
“What time is it already?” I rubbed my eyes, wandering around the place. The plane has not yet landed and thankfully, I wasn’t the last one to wake up.
“Four thirty. Five minutes more!” She squealed silently beside me. We were careful again this time since we’re on a plane which had regular people and I’m afraid there are paps roaming around trying to get a picture.
I blew a sigh. God, I’ve slept for three hours but hopefully, that was enough to fill my tiredness from last night’s adventure. Thought it was a dream though but no, I actually pulled her into a dangerous state. And I feel sorry for that. The cops captured us but we were celebrities and I claimed that we got lost in the middle of town so they gave us a ride (even if they don’t really need to). Moronic people.
“We’re here!” She whisper-yelled, a broad smile spreading across her face. It seems like no one’s gonna stop her happiness.
“Alright.” I grinned, pulling her hand as we both made our exits. It gave me a good feeling, knowing I made her so happy feeling.
Then, her stomach growled all of a sudden, following mine’s first sound.
“Oops. Don’t you think it’s time for a snack?” I asked.
“Right! I know where to go!” She said, dragging me altogether with her huge trolley bag. We hailed a yellow taxi cab and put our things at the back, just before everyone caught us and sped off to somewhere I don’t know. Sure I was born in Texas but I never got to roam around in this place.
BELLE
I paid the driver with fifty dollars and got out immediately when we reached our perfect destination. Here in Austin TX, we got the best local coffee shop in town which I loved to go in every day; Glasco’s Coffee Zone. I only stopped when I decided to go to Burbank to get myself a music career. Man, I miss their caramel latte so much.
As I stepped a foot in the place, everyone recognized me; not Belle Clint as an artist, but Belle Clint as the normal girl in town. But somehow, this place gave me a feeling of sadness. I never knew why.
“Belle!” Miranda hollered, her eyes widened in great surprise. I was amused by her funny expression.
“How are you?”
“I’m great.” I grinned. “Can we have some snacks this time, please?”
“Oh sure.” She agreed. I cleared my throat, “Erm, Miranda, this is Greyson Chance, my handsome boyfriend and Grey, she’s Miranda.” Greyson’s cheeks turned pinkish at the moment I said ‘handsome’. Yes, he really is.
“Nice to meet you.” Greyson greeted in a low matured tone and shook hands with her.
Miranda smiled in return, “Take a seat over there. And may I get your order?”
“Yeah sure. Caramel latte for me.”
Miranda remarked, half-chuckling, “I’m not surprised.”
“Same goes with me.” Greyson said.
“Is that all?” We nodded both and proceeded finding a seat only for the both of us, dragging our heavy baggage along. Good thing the people here aren’t overreacting unlike what most would likely do every time a celebrity goes into a public place.
“I kind of notice that necklace every day. It’s beautiful but I was wondering why you don’t remove it. It’s always there-“
“Greyson, this pendant…is important for me. This contains a hundred of memories held in one single letter going with my first initial. Get it?”
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Life of a Star (Greyson Chance FF)
FanfictionThis is a chance of a lifetime. She never wanted to let go of it. She believes opportunity knocks only once. Now this is what she gets. She took it freely, getting unexpected consequences in return. This is her story.
