Living The Good Life With The Boyz (an ICONic boyz fanfic)

Night Thirteen

Rayne's POV

"YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO LA LA LA LA LA!" I sang as Denise was checking her Facebook account. She looked troubled by something so I sat down beside her on the couch. "What's wrong?" I asked and she showed me.

"I got messages from Alex and Eliot," she said. "So?" I asked again.

"Have you ever thought of how our friends would think if they found out we were off to get famous and all?"

I thought for a moment. I guess that never occurred to me. Then a smirk grew on my lips. "What?" She asked, confused.

"I wonder what those popular girls' reactions will look like." Her eyes went wide and she slowly nodded. Then there was a knock on the door. I ran and opened it then Madison burst into our room. Denise had this WTF face and I was just speechless.

"What the fudge are you doing here?" Denise asked then the rest of the crew came in. "I thought we made it clear thatyou guys can't enter this room?!" I yelled and they all olled their eyes. Seriously?!

"Come on! Get your butts moving! We're gonna get you girls some new phones," Vinny said. As expected, Denise's eyes went wide and immediately ran to her room to get changed. The boys looked confused then I laughed.

"She's gaga over mobiles. Now if you'll excuse me," I said then walked to my room to get changed myself.

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Denise's POV

Omg what to wear?! What to wear?! WHAT TO WEAR?! I'm in freaking Vegas and the fashion standard here is...HIGH! Gosh What am I going to do?! Oh...

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Rayne's POV

Were in Vegas so I guess I'll have to stick to the dress code. 1% avant garde and 99% casual. Or at least that's what I think the fashion standard percentage is here. So I raided my clothes and came up with the perfect outfit. A Forever 21 loose, gray shirt, black skinnies, Forever 21 gray Zebra flats, and a Las Vegas lucky dice gold necklace. I suppose this will do. I kept my straight hair down, put on some baby pink lip gloss, and got out of the room. Not one for overdone make up.

Then I walked to Denise's room to grab my bag. I kind of forgot it there. I knocked on the door and she immediately pulled me into the room.

"RAYNE, I NEED YOUR HELP!" she yelled. I rolled my eyes. "Let me guess, nothing to wear?" I asked and she nodded so badly that she probably got dizzy. I walked to the stack of clothes on her bed and threw her a loose, Forever 21 shirt that had a smiley face on it, and some blue denim shorts.

She inspected them then she got a pair of black pep toe wedge shoes to match. Seriously, this girl has been wearing high shoes probably since birth.

I got my bag and left the room for her to change and about two minutes later, she got out of the room wearing the clothes I handed her. She had her hair down, wore light eye liner, and baby pink lip gloss like mine. 

"Looking good," nick said then winked. I rolled my eyes then Robert came into the room in casual clothes. He looked good in them. Woah that didn't mean anything alright, I'm just saying he looked good in clothes like that. 

"Okay people, hit the limo downstairs," he said. Denise smiled as wide as she can. I was too. We ran ahead of the boys to the elevators and made it in time to close the boys out so we were the only people on the elevators. 

"How can you run in those heels?!" I asked her and she just laughed. We saw our usual driver and he lead the way to the limo. Kind man. We waited for like, forever for the boys to get down. I looked at Denise and she was thinking the same thing. iPhone 4s is waiting for us.