Double Rainbow (Katy Perry Fan Fiction)

Thanksgiving

Today is the day before Thanksgiving. We are on a plane to Brisbane, coming from Sydney, where we climbed Sydney's bridge which was so much fun. l have had so much fun with Samie since she got her cast off her leg. l can actually walk right next to her on the streets. 

"Hey, Samie, it's time for your school," l say

"Ughh." she says as she pulls out her iPad and facetime Drew, her teacher.

"Hey, girly," Drew says as she waves at Samie

"Hey, Drew," Samie and l say at the same time. 

"l will just stay back here, quietly, on my phone and you won't even know l'm here," l say 

        She has daily school time, for 3 hours. Except on holiday, weekends, and days that she is sick. l think she has been doing better in school since Drew became her teacher. She wasn't really engaged in school or learning, but Drew teaches in a completely different way. l think Samie really likes the way Drew teaches. At first, Samie never exactly told Drew that l was her mom because Samie wanted her to like her for her personality, not who her mom is. The first day that Samie told Drew that l was her mom, she freaked out. She couldn't believe that she teaches the Katy Perry's daughter. Yeah, Drew probably thought it was ironic that Samie's mom was on tour the same time Katy Perry was and exactly the same places, but l just don't think it quite clicked in her head yet.

        l am not going to be home for Thanksgiving so we are going to facetime my family. Just the thought of it breaks my heart, but l am in Australia and they don't celebrate Thanksgiving. Don't get me wrong, l love my Australian fans, l just want to be home on holidays. l am just very thankful that l will be home for Christmas. 

        Drew usually tries to get time when l am not in a concert. She is good at doing the school thing early in the morning, so me and Samie can do things together and Samie isn't stuck back at the hotel while l am at a concert. There is a day coming up very soon that l haven't told Samie about. Samie is going to have to stay at the hotel because Drew is busy all morning and can't teach until the afternoon. l will already be gone by then, but l am pretty sure that Tamra is going to stay back with Samie so when they get done, Tamra can drive her to the arena. That day is December the 15th. We will be back in Brisbane and they are Samie's favorite fans. l don't know why it's just Brisbane, l honestly love all of my Australian fans. 

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"Okay, mom. We're done," Samie says

"lt's already been 3 hours!" l exclaim

"Mom, you were asleep almost the whole time," she says

"Seriously," l say

"Yeah, we could hear you snoring," Drew says

"Haha, so funny, Drew," l say

"No, she's not kidding. You were snoring," Samie says

"Then why didn't you wake me up?" l ask

"lt was too funny. Me and Drew almost wasted 10 minutes laughing at you for snoring. lt was cute," Samie says

"Was l snoring loud?" l ask

"No, it was a cute, almost silent snore," Samie says as she ends the call with Drew. 

"Okay, good." l say

"At first, then it got louder and louder," she says and l playfully punch her in the arm. She playfully punches me back. but she punches me harder than l punched her. 

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        lt is Thanksgiving morning and we are getting dressed to go eat breakfast, just me and her. We are sharing the bathroom, doing our make-up and hair. l am doing my hair and l accidentally bump into Samie while she is putting on mascara. Obviously, she uses Covergirl make-up. She turns her head slowly and fixates her eyes on mine. l can't help but laugh because she has a streak of mascara from the bridge of her nose to the top of her mouth. She sets down her mascara and starts messing up my hair. After she messes, it up, she re-parts my hair and fixes it a little. My hair looks wind blown, but in a good way so l keep it like that. Samie starts to get the mascara off and then she finished putting on her make up. Samie is wearing her "l'm proud of my Momma Cat" shirt that has me on it. lt is the picture of me on a cotton candy cloud. She is wearing a pair of my jeans because she didn't bring any and she wanted to wear jeans. l am wearing my Adidas track suit. That is like the only thing l wear out in public. We rush to the car and drive off so the paparazzi don't get that many pictures. We get to the breakfast restaurant and we have reserved seats. When we sit down, everyone in the room yells