I think it's safe to say that I am freaking out. I mean it's kind of stupid, but I am. And to make it worse, it's only 5:23 am and I've been laying in the oversized hotel bed for 10 minutes, although to me it feels like it's been at least an hour. I know that I can't get up and do anything; I'll wake the other two up if I do.
We got a little carried away last night because Madison has a friend who is also in Miami at the moment, she got him to bring us some alcohol. It wasn't even that much though, cause by the time he got to the hotel with a couple of his friends, there was only like three-quarters of a bottle of vodka. Divide that up between the three of us, and then of course Ben and his two friends, we had like two drinks each. Well, after Madison, Brinley and I had a shot that is, because we needed to 'catch up' with the others apparently. And keep in mind, it definitely wasn't the first time drinking, for any of us, not by a long shot, but Brinley and I are pretty tiny and just because we've been drunk before, doesn't mean we do it often. Our tolerance is still pretty low.
I'm not freaking out about getting caught out or anything. Demi is kinda way to trustworthy of us, so the three of us are in a separate room like three rooms away from anyone else in Demi's team.
No, I'm freaking out because I am going to be in the same place as Lauren Jauregui and Camila Cabello. Plus the rest of the artists that will be performing at jingle ball; like I've never been around that many famous people, especially not ones that I admire so much. Demi was somewhat different. I didn't know ahead of time that Demi was going to be at that concert I met her at, I also didn't really know anything about her. But the girls from Fifth Harmony; they are so incredibly important to me. It wasn't about the music with them though, each one of them was just so different and had so much to say. They have all helped me deal with so much in they're own way. And I mean, all of their voices are just killer. And, yeah, I know Demi is the same, guess I was just really late to the party with her. But I mean now I'm her friend and I honestly don't think that would have happened if I was a fan first. I'd probably have screamed and fangirled when I saw her and she would have not even spoken a second work to me.
I'm rambling, but my point is that I guess I'm just a little bit anxious to be around so many important people in, what I know, will be a crazy busy area. This anxiety I am feeling is also sitting on top of an annoyingly incessant need to keep moving; my mind is racing.
I looked over at the little digital clock beside my bed for probably the 25th time in about 15 minutes. 5:42 am. Okay, that's just about all I can take, I need to get out of this bed. So without a second thought, I push myself out of the bed as quietly as I could, pulled an oversized hoodie over my pyjama top and shorts, and slipped my converse on my feet. I quickly picked my phone up off the bedside table, shoving my hands in my hoodie pocket and heading out of the room without waking up Madison or Brinley.
Once I was out of the room and the door closed behind me, I realised that I don't actually know what I am doing. I mean it's not even 6 am and I'm in a city I've never been to, so leaving the hotel is probably not a good idea. Also considering I'm still in my pyjamas and I don't have any money on me, leaving quickly became a no.
I contemplated just turning around and going straight back into the room, but I knew I would just end up driving myself crazy sitting in one place. And I'd end up accidentally waking up the others way too early. So with not really many other options, I decided to just walk around the hotel, see what I can find.
I must have been walking around for nearly an hour now. All I have seen is a couple of kids, maybe 10, run out of the restaurant with a whole bunch of junk food and drinks, a couple of teenagers making out in some corner they probably weren't supposed to be. There was also a woman, maybe 20, who looked very much like she was doing the walk of shame. I also saw a couple of the cleaning staff having a screaming match with each other, I think they were yelling over who's room was who's. I can't imagine how many complaints they'll get for yelling in the hallways so early in the morning.

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