We were here. In New York. I was at my window seat, staring out the window. Stupid rain. All you could see were lights. I hate the Big Apple. I held my Olaf pillow that Billy gave me closer to my chest. Life was horrible. I miss my friends, and my acting life. Actually, I did miss the screaming of the fans and the flashing lights of the paparazzi. And I miss Billy. And that ice cream parlor that Kirra and I always went to. Plus the lake with the bridge that was splashed with colors from those color runs. I smiled as a tear rolled down my cheek. "Hey Kelli? We're going out to find something to do. Coming?" Kirra asked. "Uh, I'm good." "Okay." I knew she was staring at me before she left, I could feel it. My phone buzzed
TJ
Got a sec?
Me
Lots
TJ
Where r u?
Me
NY
TJ
Oh, ya.
Me
No1 likes me here
TJ
Y?
Me
I'm diff.
TJ
Oh.
Me
Ya
TJ
Never mind bout that sec gtg
Me
Bye
That short little man makes me laugh. All of a sudden, I heard a knock on the front door. I ran to the, well, door. "Who is it?" I called. "An old friend." I opened the door. "Liv!" "Kelli!" "Oh my gosh! What are you doing here?" "Visiting my aunt and I thought well Kelli lives here, so why not go see her?" "How long are you staying?" "Only a week." "Better then nothing." "So true."
I might like NY for a week. But it won't be the same.
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The end! The sequel is: I'm back! It's out right now! Yippee! Bye Frank! Paul? Bob? Tiffany? Ashleigh? Bethany? PLEASE comment if I got your name!
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Happy Birthday?
RandomWe all know and love Kelli Berglund from Lab Rats. And it's her birthday. But it won't be happy. Also, when I describe her dress it is the dress on the pic for the story. Completed