London Forever

Chapter Three

I slept well that night, which was a miracle. I never sleep very good, but this time was different. I didn't dream, I didn't wake up. It was... peaceful.

Around noon there was a call for us down in the lobby of the building. Maddi and I stumped down the stairs because Mira had the elevator key. As usual, she locked her bedroom door, and was still asleep.

It didn't take that long to realize why we had been called. There were my packages at the door. There was also something I had ordered for Madison a while back, which she didn't know. I had to explain that it was a present, and she wasn't supposed to know. Apparently the delivery guy had other ideas.

"What is it?" She pestered as we walked up the stairs. I heard her shake the box, but to no avail. There wasn't anything loud in the box.

"That's for me to know, and you to find out." I clomped up the stairs, an sadly we were only on floor 3 of 7, then one more to the penthouse.

"Come one, tell me!" I ignored her and continued to clomp up the stairs. "Alex," she growled.

"Nope." Three more flights.

"Tell me," she smacked my back. Not too hard, but she really wanted me to tell her.

"We've got two more flights. Then you can open the package. Stop pestering me. It's annoying." She got quiet, but I could still hear her grumbling under her breath.

As soon as we made it up into the apartment, Mira was just rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. Madison took it upon herself to absolutely destroy the package I gave her. Inside there was a few t shirts of her favorite bands. One was even signed.

"Oh thank you!" She squealed and ran into her room to change. I laughed to myself and walked to the couch, my legs burning from eight flights of stairs.

"I can't believe the concert is today. Only twelve more hours." Mira said, sitting on the recliner, and eating a bowl of eggs with ketchup on them. I said something along the lines of 'that's disgusting, I know' but it's hard to remember when all I could think about was the fact that I thought my legs were going to fall off.

The sad thing was that, as usual, Mira thought my groaning pain was hilarious. After about five minutes of hearing her laugh at my soreness, I stood.

"Oh shut up, you're so mean in the morning." I told her, and walked into my room to check my package. I had to make sure everything was there.

Thankfully, all the things I ordered were right inside. I was glad, and immediately pulled everything onto a special clothes hangar. This one had clips to clip on shoes, so I snapped the Vans into place and smiled at my choice.

As I walked out into the living room, Mira had gotten dressed, and so did Madison.

"Are you guys going somewhere?" I questioned.

"I'm hungry, and I don't want to eat Mira's disgusting eggs, so we decided that we want to go out to eat breakfast." Madison scrunched her feet into a shoe. She had thrown together an outfit of light blue skinny jeans and a band t-shirt. Today's choice? Slipknot.

"Then let me get something on," I mumbled. Thankfully I had some clean clothes. I found a pair of black leggings, they had two strips of shiny fabric on the outside of each leg, a grey Of Mice and Men shirt that had a galaxy print "&", and some combat boots. Me, being the amazing person I am, found some that had the blue galaxies on the outside. I fess you really an find anything in a model's closet.

I let my hair fall down in auburn waves, and set out into the living room where Madison and Mira were waiting.

"Took long enough," Mira sneered.

"Oh shut up," I grumbled back. "So, food?"

"Yeah, let's go," Madison opened the front door and we went on the town.

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"So, then I said 'Shut up, Carter, you look like a horse!'" The table burst into laughter as Mira insulted a model who has buck teeth.

"Wow, you're horrible," Madison squealed between breaths.

We had long since finished our cinnamon rolls and coffee. NYC Coffee was really the greatest place for breakfast and a few jokes.

We barely even realized the time. Nearly noon.

"Hey, guys, it's almost twelve," I warned them. They wanted to go shopping before the concert, which started at five. And since it was November, it got dark early.

"Ah, man. I need to get a new jacket, we better go before it starts to cool off." Madison stood and we followed. Her ginger hair blazed against the cool colors of late fall.

We walked around before decided to just get her jacket at a store that sold Kardashian things. Madison always wanted a Kardashian sweater, not because she wanted to feel rich, but because she thought they were prettier than most fall jackets.

We paid and walked around the city, mostly window shopping. A few small things here, a trinket there. Nothing too much. By the time we got back to the penthouse to change, we only had about an hour. I think Mira was more excited than I was for this, because she was just bouncing off the walls.

After changing clothes, we hailed a taxi driver.

"Where to?" he asked.

"The One Direction concert," Mira blurted. And we were off.