Mya, after years of living with an abusive family,
runs away with her twin sister to start a music
career. While she was starting her career she ran
into her past struggles, falling into another dark
hole of depression and anxiety.
She had no o...
THE NEXT MONTH ——————————————- Mya's POV I have been living with Brendon for over three weeks and it's been amazing, Brendon is always around me and makes sure I'm not alone. Which is sweet. Me and Brendon are now packing our suitcases for my interview in Las Vegas, and we are both over the moon excited. Brendon grew up in Vegas so he was going to introduce me to his parents while we are spending our week in Vegas, and I couldn't be more nervous.
I packed outfits from sweatpants and vans to tight dresses and heels, I put in my jean jackets and leather jackets along with boots and a few pairs of converse. I made sure that every outfit was planned out and looked decent especially for the nights in the casino. Brendon packed a lot of sparkly and colored suits, and other guy things. This afternoon we would be heading to the airport for our flight, so we tried to pack as fast as we could.
After over two hours we finally finished packing and it was close to time to leave, so we both showered and got dressed. Since we were going to be on a plane I wore no makeup, my hair up in a messy bun, and the most comfortable clothes I could find:
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I put on my white converse, put my backpack filled with things to do on the plane and wait for Brendon downstairs so we could leave. he came downstairs and we quickly put our stuff in his car, I also called my sister and Mike to take car of our dogs while we were gone. Brendon sped to the airport (which was about 20 minutes away) and we finally arrived, rushing to get on our plane so we won't be late. I put my suitcase in the compartment above me and sat next to the window, breathing a big sigh.
After about an almost 4 hour flight we finally arrived in the beautiful Las Vegas, Nevada and I was so excited. I shook Brendon awake as we grabbed our things and immediately got in our Uber to the hotel. Our Uber driver was the coolest guy ever, he had pizza and champagne in the back seats, the stereo playing artists from All Time Low to Waterparks, and he was so much fun to talk to. Me and Brendon were eating pizza while jamming out to the music, and when we got to the hotel we payed for the Uber and walked inside the hotel.
My mouth immediately dropped at how beautiful the hotel was, gold chandeliers hanging from the ceilings and paintings displayed on the walls and on the ceiling. Brendon had his arm around my waist as we went up to the front desk to get our hotel room, which was provided by Brendon's record manager. We went up to the very top floor and walked into our suite, which was a little bit bigger than my old house. I put my stuff in our bedroom as I looked at the note and envelope on the kitchen table, pulling out money from the envelope in which I showed Brendon.
There was $250,000 in the envelope for us to spend and the note was explaining the whole schedule about my interview. Brendon smiled at me as he kissed me and then hugged me, pulling away from me and we both decided to take a nap since we were both so jet lagged. When we woke up we both decided to get dinner and then head to the casino, so we ordered room service while watching Stranger Things on tv.
