Sorry, I Don't Date Singers.

Back to The Old Grind

I made it through airport security with minimal problems. I am ALWAYS stopped at security for some reason. Vince said it was an excuse for the guards to touch me. So he got extra angry when a TSA guy demanded a "random" pat down on me for no reason he would say. Vince said a few choice words to the guy after that. I just laughed it off, trying to play down his anger for his sake. He could be a bit over protective at times, oh well what can you do?

We boarded the plane and I sat there, ignoring the flight attendants instructions on exits, safety belts, oxygen masks, what to do if we crash. Blah blah blah. I heard it a million times and could recite it myself.

I put my iPod on airplane mode and put on The Script, one of my favorite bands. I looked out the window and enjoyed the view, soon we would fly into where it was nighttime, get a taxi to the hotel, go over the plan for the next morning, and go from there. Hopefully there would be plenty of time to explore LA. I usually only got a day of exploring wherever I traveled to. Which was an okay amount to see things I HAD to see. Maybe I can convince Vince I need a vacation..

I took out my head phones and turned to Vince to talk to him about it. I stopped mid speak when I saw him flirting with the pretty flight attendant seated next to us, in the row over. I smiled and chuckled to myself. He was always good with the ladies, he was a flirt but that was about it, usually anyway. He had high standards and had only been in one serious relationship. All the others were casual flirts for fun, he had a few one night stands here and there. Nothing terrible. I always teased him about being a walking STD.

Turning back around in my seat to let him have a bit of fun on our long flight, I shut my window shade and switched the song to Broken Arrow, by The Script of course. It was one of my favorites. I got myself comfortable and opened my Wattpad app, selecting my favorite book on there and tuning everything else out. Hopefully sleep would find me soon.

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I woke up to the flight attendant asking if I needed anything to drink. I thought about and asked for my usual. I smiled and thanked her for the iced tea she handed me.

"Anything for him?" She motioned to a sleeping Vince next to me.

I chuckled, I hadn't even noticed.

"Can he have a rootbeer, please?"

She gladly handed me one with the small plastic spare ice cup they always give you, I set them on my tray in front of me.

"Anything to eat?"

"I'll just have your protein pack, thanks." I hitched a thumb to Vince, "He is snoozing and losing."

She threw her head back and laughed as she handed me my food, it consisted of cheese cubes, pepperoni, and wheat crackers.

"Is there wifi on the plane, and is it safe to use it if there is"? I asked her.

"Yes ma'am! Here's the password, use away."

She handed me a pamphlet with plane information, including the wifi password. I'd have to remember to thank Vince for booking a in flight wifi plane, he did it for me since he's not much of a techi.

"Grazie." I smiled, telling her my thanks.

"No problem hun, love your accent by the way." She winked and walked down the isle.

I had a slight accent, I was able to hide it well. Some people could hardly tell I had an italian one. It only came out if I was mad, excited, talking too fast, I let it, or (obviously) speaking my first language. English was my second, French my third.

I logged onto the planes wifi and opened my Instagram, I had 16 million followers, which was quite a lot. I was not THAT interesting, c'mon people. Just goes to show people will follow anything relatively famous with a pretty face. Oh well, I'm not complaining. That much.

I clicked on the camera and snapped a picture of me smiling and a snoozing Vince behind me. I flashed a thumbs up, I looked at the picture and laughed. I put the caption "Almost there America! Ya ready?" I almost posted it but I felt daring and added something.

"Almost there America, I know you're ready. But is @Adamlevine?" I tagged Adam and posted it. I chuckled, knowing he never used Instagram. I put my phone down and went to sleep.

Well I tried to but I felt my phone buzz.

"I was born ready Missy!" It was a picture Adam tagged me in of himself.

He was smiling at the camera with his tongue out. I scoffed, singers are so full of themselves. I'll admit he made me smile a bit.

I chuckled and turned off my phone, by this time tomorrow we will see how ready you really are Adam.

Hope you guys liked it!!! Y'all should check out the song I mentioned earlier, it's awesome. I'll update tomorrow or the day after. I got the weekend off work (YAY), and I'll be home all day tomorrow so prepare for updates!! Xoxo my lovelies, enjoy your weekend.
Oh and ps, go see transformers!! It's awesome, my work let me see it early. Perks of working at a movie theatre ;) 

Adam on the side, yes I know you all know what he looks like, but just shush and ejoy the hunk. You're welcome :)