Rich & Famous (Shawn Mendes Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Coral's POV
"OH MY GOD!!" I yelled. I wake up as I hear my iPhone 6 ringing. I'm so sick and tired of getting phone calls randomly. I checked my phone and it was only 6:00 AM. You've got to be kidding me. I saw the caller ID was my manager. I declined. I pulled my sheets and went back to sleep. Just as I was about to close my eyes the phone rang again. I swear these people are so annoying. LEAVE ME ALONE! Fame comes with a price guys, don't ever forget that. I flipped my head to my small desk and grabbed the phone swiftly. I slide open the phone and grumbled, "What do you want Allison?"
"Hi um, Miss Coral. Imverysorryiwokeyouupsoearlyyouhaveaflightinonehour!"

"Ok you need to repeat that again or I'm hanging up on you. I don't have time to deal with your bullcrap."

"I'm very sorry for waking you up so early, you have a flight in one hour. BYE!!"

"WAIT WHAT?!?!" I shouted into the phone. I checked to see that she had already hung up. There was no point in calling back, she would never answer. Soon, I hear my friend Rachel yelling, "WHAT JUST HAPPENED?"

"APPARENTLY I HAVE A FLIGHT IN ONE HOUR AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE I'M GOING!!"

I hear her phone ring.

"HOLD ON I'M ANSWERING THIS PHONE CALL! IT'S FROM LAUREL!"

"OKAY!" I yelled back. Rachel Blue was my ultimate bestie. We were literally the same. Except the part where she's all about that lovey-Dovey stuff and the part where she is actually nice. That is the only opposite thing we have. Laurel was her manager, she was just as annoying as mine getting caught up with all the things I'm going to do. I hear them talk for a few minutes but I can't make out what they say. Rachel ran to my room and said, "I'm going on a trip with you to L.A. today! Laurel said we were going to be there for the Teen Choice Awards."

"Oh, I guess that's not that bad. I'll meet a bunch of other people there."

Yeah. Amateurs.

"Yeah, let's get ready. We have like 55 minutes."

This is what I hate about being famous. You have to go to all these events and everything just happens so fast. You barely have time to actually do anything for yourself. You are always busy, your schedule is impossible to keep up with. And one little mistake, could ruin your life.

I take 10 minutes to get to the shower and...shower. I come out and put on my outfit. Which was a small black Chanel cross-body purse with a pastel pink tank crop top with a pair of cream high waisted denim shorts. I straightened my hair and put it in a ponytail. I put on very light makeup, a bit of concealer and mascara. I can't get any sleep from these stupid people. I packed my small Chanel bag with my phone, a few hair ties, mascara, lip gloss, tampons, $100 bills, and a pack of gum. I took out 3 of my suitcases and started loading them up with my clothes and other irrelevant things that I bring. It took me about 20 minutes to pack everything up. I hear my phone ringing and I see it's from Allison again. "What do you want?" I scoffed.

"Hello Miss Coral, are you almost ready?" She whimpered.

"Yes I am. I'm pretty much done."

"Oh-oh-oh okay, and I am notifying you that your private jet is current-currently un-un-unavailable, you will have to a ride a n-n-normal airplane, but you will have f-f-first class."

"WHAT?!" I screamed, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T FLY ON MY PRIVATE JET?!"

"I-I-I'm v-very sorry, I-I-I don't k-k-know w-w-what h-happened."

"Whatever, don't call me again."

I finish a few minor things until I hear the doorbell ring.

"Can you get that Coral?!" Rachel asked.

"Yeah!"

That must be my driver. I walked up to the door and opened it.

"Yo Bryce, what up?!" Bryce was a pretty chill dude.

"Nothing much Coral, I heard you're going to L.A."

"Yeah, for the Teen Choice Awards. I can't even ride my private jet. Ugh."

"Yes, I also heard about that too. It isn't so bad as you think."

"I don't know Bryce, last time I rode on a public airplane, it was when I was 5. I'm 16 now."

"Oh wow, I remember that, you were so small."

"SHUSH."

"Ahh okay, I'll get these suitcases in the limo. I'll meet you out there."

"Okay."

I went to go get Rachel.

"Rachel!! That was Bryce! Get your stuff ready by the door he'll put it in the limo for you!

"Okay, I'm on it!"

I find my purse and put in around me, Rachel is already in the car. I locked up the place.

Goodbye $20,000 apartment in NYC,
Hello L.A.