Today Show (Part I)

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A/N: Can I get some more followers or nah? 😂 Whatever, on to the update.

**Ally's POV**
I was awoken by the sound of mumbling coming from the bunk beneath me, and nearly dismissed it, rolling over to go back to sleep.... If it wasn't you know, for the small fact that WE WERE GOING TO BE ON THE TODAY SHOW TODAY!
I flipped out of the bunk, nearly stepping on Lauren's hand, as half of her body was hanging out of the bunk. Who was she talking to? Oh, Yeah, Paige decided to crash with her. Anyways, I attempted to not trip over Lauren while moving to the entrance of the area that our bunks were, "EVERYBODY WAKE UP, RISE AND SHINE SUNSHINES!!"
I scream. Usually, waking them was Mila'a job since she's louder, but with the night we've had, they're all exhausted.
We landed less than an hour later in New York, however, we weren't allowed to get off the plane until the security team secured all the airport, plus our luggage managed to get lost and it was just horrible. Plus, our hotel reservations got a bit messed up in the process, so we had to sleep on the bus for the night.
I hear a collective groan and people moving around, which means my scream has worked.
"Girl, the bus better be on fire with you screamin' like that early in the morning." Dinah groans. Normani is the first one up and moving, dropping onto her feet from her second to the top bunk and rubbing sleep from her eyes.
Lauren is second, dragging a sleepy Paige with her, and Camila and Dinah are last.
"Hoiiiii Chancho..." Dinah yawns, stretching.
"Ehhemdndher CheeChee..." Mila yawns back. She scratches her head, rustling her long dark curls.
"Paige!" Dinah says, pulling the shorter girl close to her into a hug.
Paige gladly accepts the hug, wrapping her arms around her older cousin. It's adorable to see them interact. She brings out Dinah's maternal side.
"Oh, crud. Guys, hello! We have to get to glams by 6!" Lauren exclaims, looking at her phone.
"Omigosh, it's 5:20, we gotta go!"
We've been late a lot in the past few days...
The next few minutes on the bus are a mad dash, thankfully, we are parked behind a hotel a few minutes away from the venue. We are decently dressed and somewhat put together when Johnny, our driver is ready.
He knocks on the bus doors, "Girls, it's time to go!"
I rush to open the door, "Sorry were a bit late Johnny, rough night."
He nods, "Nice to see you girls awake. Rob and the rest of the team are going to meet you guys there, yet went ahead to secure the perimeters."
I smile, "Thank you. I'd like you to meet my adoptive daughter, Paige."
She appears behind me, hugging my waist, "Hi there, sir."
"Ah! It's always lovely to see another beautiful face on the bus. Nice to meet you." He says, pushing the bus gears into drive.
"Ally-Bally," Paige groans, and I smile, her nicknames are adorable. So far I've been Ally-Wally, Mini-Mom, And Mother Hernandez, "I'm sleepy. Can I stay behind while you guys go on the show?"
I turn to her, placing my hand on her forehead, "Honey, are you feeling okay?"
She'd been kind of sluggish since the flight, maybe she's jet lagged?
She shrugs, "I'm all good. Just sleepy."
My eyebrows knit together in confusion, but I will wait for her to open up, I don't want to press, "You can stay behind. If you need anything though, just make sure to call Rob."
She nods, sprawling across the couch and burying her head in her arms.
**Camila's POV**
I come out into the living area to grab a NutriGrain bar when I see Paige on the couch, asleep with Ally watching her cautiously.
"Is she okay?" I ask quietly so I don't wake her up.
Ally nods her lip and nods, but she looks concerned.
"She's been kind of blah ever since she got off the phone with her friend." I explain to Ally.
"Boy problems?" She asks and I just shrug.
"I could be wrong." I say biting into my snack, "She was so excited to be on the show, though."
"It's okay... We can make sure to shout her out."
"I just hope she's okay." I say, moving a strand of her dark hair behind her ears and removing her glasses.
Oh well, we've got to go perform and give it our all, maybe she will come around later.

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