Ella pov
I wake up with my curly hair all over the place. I slip on some socks and get ready for school. I walk over to my closet and slid open the doors. On the right side it's filled with designer dress and heals that I wear to fancy events.I get a pair of riped jeans and a baby blue of the shoulder shirt. I pick up my phone and walk to my bathroom. As I put on my makeup I get a text. From jack.
"Morning curly fries "
I smile at my phone. In the moment I relived I wanted to go to los angles and spend ski week with jack and his band.
I grab coffee and run out the door. There was no energy in my running more like the fact that the sooner I get there the sooner I leave. I jump into my car. When I finally reached hell I mean high school, I hate when my Brain mixes those two up. I felt like every one was staring at me , But i didnt know why. I walk down the hall looking down at my feet not trying to make eye contact until I feel a strong arm pull me until the bathroom.
I was in the bathroom with a group of girls, the girls I have no interest in talking to. Then I relived what happens today was March 2 , the day my teen Vogue interview came out.
(Flash back )
I was sitting in a chair getting interviewed. The reporter asked me question about how everyone changed ever since I was famous. A question I had been asked a lot but always answered a little different.I went on and on about how everyone was so fake . I talked about everyone that bullied me now want me too sat at there lunch table. The fact that I was always the cheer team but I used to sit on the bench but now they always want to hang and put in the front.
(End of flashback)
I was in a bathroom with the meanest girls of all time. They make the devil look like a cool dude. They gave a dirty look. I blocked out the rest of the day I don't care about everyones comments.
When I finally got home my mom was sitting at the kitchen table. I was standing in the doorway. Chills ran up my back. I was super nervous. I am nerved this nervous but this time felt different.My mom was on her computer. That wasn't weird to see it was normal but sometimes she was still the person that would make me cookies when I was young.
Before I could get anything out of my mouth. My mom started with "Ella ski is coming up and I have you booked solid with interviews and photoshoots "
"Actually mom I want to go to la and visit jack for the week I really miss him. ""Well...... I could cancel events and book some out in la "
"Omg thank you so much "
I ran up the stairs with the biggest smile on her face. I sat down on my bed calling jack. We talk for about 45 mintunes about all the little details. I was so excited. I have never been to la this could be an amazing time.

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