"Hurry up were going to miss our flight!" I heard Noelle calling for me from down stairs.
"I'm coming!" I called back. I raced down the stairs to see Quinn at the door with Noelle "Oh Hey Quinn." "Hey Ardie." (Ardie was my nickname).
"Is Layla coming?" I asked
"She said she'll meet us at the airport.
"Lets go!" Outside, waiting for us, is a taxi that will take us to the airport. We threw our bags in the back of the cab and piled in. "Hello ladies! Destination please?" The taxi driver had an odd odor that smelled of rotten fish. "Um. Can we go to the Tampa Airport please?" I asked. "Sure thing. You guys want to listen to the radio?" He asked. "Yeah sure." Noelle said. The driver turned on the radio and all of us started dancing in our seats to our favorite tune.
"Baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed, and when you smile at the ground it's not hard to tell, you don't know-o-o, you don't know you're beautiful!"
Once we got to the airport, me, Quinn, and Noelle got our bags and ran into the building to find Layla at the door waiting for us. We all did a group hug and walked inside.
"How many people can possibly be going to London for spring break?"
"Oh. My. God."
"What the hell?"
We were all shocked to see over 10,000 people at the airport. The most it has been in years. We slowly walked inside. "Is this the line for security?" Layla asked, being as impatient as she is. "I believe so. Lets get a spot quick."
We ended up being in the line behind an old couple with a yapping dog. But it was worth it because we got first class seats.
The plane ride to London was very bumpy. Me,and Noelle were reading a fashion magazine when we heard the curtain open. "Layla's throwing up. Again." Quinn slumped back to her seat and plopped down. The curtain opened a second time. When we turn around, we see a very green looking Layla holding her stomach. "Hey *cough, cough*." Layla sat down next to Quinn and rested her head on the pillow behind her head. "Ew! Don't sit next to me!" Quinn stood up and hopped over Layla to come over to our side. "No offense but you look kinda... um.... nasty."
"Gee, thanks guys. *cough, cough*"
At around 10:00 the next morning, we were all exhausted from the plane. We hopped in a cab and found our hotel. But it wasn't a very warm welcoming. Millions of people were piled up in the lobby, yelling at the poor lady working the front desk. "Um excuse me. Excuse me! HEY! MOVE YOUR ASS BEFORE I MOVE IT FOR YOU!" Lets just say Quinn gets what she wants. When she wants it.
Her yelling seemed to work out pretty well. The crowd parted sideways and we got to the front of the line. "Hi. We have a reservation for rooms 13B and 14B please." Quinn suddenly turned out nice like nothing ever happened.
"Ardella, Quinn, Layla, Noelle. Should be under the last name, "Brooke,"
The lady flipped through pages and pages until she took off her glasses and said, "Sorry. There's no reservation for Brooke."
"WHAT!??!!?!?!!? DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS? WE GOT THESE RESERVATIONS LAST SUMMER. LAST SUMMER!"
"Quinn, calm down"
"I AM NOT GOING TO CALM DOWN! I WANT TO LAY DOWN AND TAKE A NAP! I HAVE BEEN ON A PLANE FOR 10 HOURS STRAIGHT! LADY! GET US IN THIS HOTEL NOW!
Well... yelling didn't work. Security kicked us out of the lobby. And the hotel. So there we were. On the streets. I had a feeling this wasn't going to be a very fun vacation.
|Crystal Reed||as Noelle McCants|
|Lucy Hale||as Quinn Hart|
|Aimee Teegarden||as Ardella Deloach|
|Cher Lloyd||as Layla Brooke|
|Harry Styles||as Himself|
|Louis Tomlinson||as Himself|
|Niall Horan||as Himself|
|Liam Payne||as Himself|
|Zayn Malik||as Himself|
|Sarah Wright||as Rosemarie Deluca|
|Baby Lux||as Baby Lux|