They Don't Know About Us
Chapter 2: Kimberly
Chapter 2
Kimberly
My graduation party’s guests have already started to arrive. My family from L.A. and Manhattan have flown into Miami now and are settled into their hotel rooms and seaside apartments. They are living the high life. I sighed; I’ve always wanted to become famous for my singing. I have 700,000+ people subscribed to my youtube singing channel but I want to be famous. Besides that, my cousin Kimberly is flying down from her home in London and is staying at my house with me. She is 17 years old like me and really pretty. I’ve never met her in person but I follow her you tube vlog and she is perfect. She has long brown hair that she dyed into an ombre that ends in platinum blonde, and her mom’s (my aunt Hadley) best friend is some famous designer, you can guess where Kim gets her clothes from. She seems really awesome and since we both run and follow each other’s vlogs we are pretty up to date on each other’s lives. She is supposed to be flying in at 4 o’clock today… I checked my clock, its only 12:09…
I looked around my room, its pale pink walls are separated by a black trim going around the room horizontally with white walls on the bottom. My only window takes up one entire wall with my bed facing it on the opposite wall. My bed is a California King with a black swirly headboard. Other than that my room is themed world travel. I have posters of famous monuments, especially those in Europe.
I have been to many different places of vacations and such but my real goal is to go to see Big Ben and the London eye. Kimberly lives one block away from both. I pulled out my ipad and searched One Direction. I found a bunch of fan pages, blogs, and websites dedicated to them. Obviously they were all created by some overly obsessive 13 year olds. I rolled my eyes but decided to look at some pictures so I could recognize them and stuff like that. How embarrassing would it be to accidently get their names mixed up or something. I closed my ipad and took out my iphone. I love the new ios7 it is amazing. I smiled as I unlocked my phone and searched for one of their songs. Finally I found one that sounded good. I plugged my phone into the ihome and turned it up… They Don’t Know About Us came on and I have to admit those dudes are good. After a few more songs (or a couple of albums) I looked up at the clock. 3:14! I guess I took a while. I unplugged my pone and slid it into my back pocket.
When I looked in the full sized mirror I realized I had been wearing sweatpants and a sweat shirt all morning and I hadn’t taken a shower since the day before. I must’ve smelled awful. I hopped into the shower and cleaned off as I planned out my outfit. Finally I decided to wear a short grey dress with a white sweater. My light pink ballet flats and new earrings looked amazing with it.
I checked the time 3:36. “Mom, I’m leaving to pick up Kimberly from the airport!” I called out to our pool deck. My mom was sitting in a chez lounge outside “Drive safe hun!” she called out her usual warning to me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the keys to my 1950’s cherry red Chevrolet convertible. I slid into the front seat and started my car. The radio instantly came on and “I Would” came on. I found myself humming the song during the commercial breaks and laughed. Who would expect me to like One Direction? By the time I got to the airport it was 4:09. I waited in the line of cars to get to the front of the airport where I would see Kimberly. Soon I got to the front of the line and looked out. There she was, standing in all of her British glory.
She was wearing a white and black sleeveless polka dotted shirt with a black blazer on top. Her shirt was tucked into her red high wasted shorts. She was carrying a yellow purse and had two large black suitcases. Her black high heels were on and her naturally wavy hair was straightened. I waved to her and she instantly started heading over.
“Hello darling how is everything?” She said in her sophisticated British accent. “Oh, you know I am only having the biggest graduation party of the year with some really famous British dudes so how much better could my life get?” I asked a smile on my face as I helped load her stuff into the car. She laughed and hopped into the passenger seat. I slid behind the wheel and took off. We are totally going to be besties.
Kimberly
My graduation party’s guests have already started to arrive. My family from L.A. and Manhattan have flown into Miami now and are settled into their hotel rooms and seaside apartments. They are living the high life. I sighed; I’ve always wanted to become famous for my singing. I have 700,000+ people subscribed to my youtube singing channel but I want to be famous. Besides that, my cousin Kimberly is flying down from her home in London and is staying at my house with me. She is 17 years old like me and really pretty. I’ve never met her in person but I follow her you tube vlog and she is perfect. She has long brown hair that she dyed into an ombre that ends in platinum blonde, and her mom’s (my aunt Hadley) best friend is some famous designer, you can guess where Kim gets her clothes from. She seems really awesome and since we both run and follow each other’s vlogs we are pretty up to date on each other’s lives. She is supposed to be flying in at 4 o’clock today… I checked my clock, its only 12:09…
I looked around my room, its pale pink walls are separated by a black trim going around the room horizontally with white walls on the bottom. My only window takes up one entire wall with my bed facing it on the opposite wall. My bed is a California King with a black swirly headboard. Other than that my room is themed world travel. I have posters of famous monuments, especially those in Europe.
I have been to many different places of vacations and such but my real goal is to go to see Big Ben and the London eye. Kimberly lives one block away from both. I pulled out my ipad and searched One Direction. I found a bunch of fan pages, blogs, and websites dedicated to them. Obviously they were all created by some overly obsessive 13 year olds. I rolled my eyes but decided to look at some pictures so I could recognize them and stuff like that. How embarrassing would it be to accidently get their names mixed up or something. I closed my ipad and took out my iphone. I love the new ios7 it is amazing. I smiled as I unlocked my phone and searched for one of their songs. Finally I found one that sounded good. I plugged my phone into the ihome and turned it up… They Don’t Know About Us came on and I have to admit those dudes are good. After a few more songs (or a couple of albums) I looked up at the clock. 3:14! I guess I took a while. I unplugged my pone and slid it into my back pocket.
When I looked in the full sized mirror I realized I had been wearing sweatpants and a sweat shirt all morning and I hadn’t taken a shower since the day before. I must’ve smelled awful. I hopped into the shower and cleaned off as I planned out my outfit. Finally I decided to wear a short grey dress with a white sweater. My light pink ballet flats and new earrings looked amazing with it.
I checked the time 3:36. “Mom, I’m leaving to pick up Kimberly from the airport!” I called out to our pool deck. My mom was sitting in a chez lounge outside “Drive safe hun!” she called out her usual warning to me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the keys to my 1950’s cherry red Chevrolet convertible. I slid into the front seat and started my car. The radio instantly came on and “I Would” came on. I found myself humming the song during the commercial breaks and laughed. Who would expect me to like One Direction? By the time I got to the airport it was 4:09. I waited in the line of cars to get to the front of the airport where I would see Kimberly. Soon I got to the front of the line and looked out. There she was, standing in all of her British glory.
She was wearing a white and black sleeveless polka dotted shirt with a black blazer on top. Her shirt was tucked into her red high wasted shorts. She was carrying a yellow purse and had two large black suitcases. Her black high heels were on and her naturally wavy hair was straightened. I waved to her and she instantly started heading over.
“Hello darling how is everything?” She said in her sophisticated British accent. “Oh, you know I am only having the biggest graduation party of the year with some really famous British dudes so how much better could my life get?” I asked a smile on my face as I helped load her stuff into the car. She laughed and hopped into the passenger seat. I slid behind the wheel and took off. We are totally going to be besties.
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