Jay Cee El

Seventy Five // Welcome To London

"Fine," I huffed, "But hurry up." I said.

Caitlin laughed before hanging up the phone and I locked my phone, trying to fit it in my purse. It was so full of my passport and so many other things that it didn't fit. I sighed and leaned against the wall. I just got off a seven hour flight and I was not happy right now. Saying goodbye to my family and friends this morning was hard enough and now getting lost is not exactly the icing on my cake.

I tapped my finger against the handle of my suitcase, waiting for Julie and Caitlin to show up to take me home. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a young girl pointing her phone towards me. When she noticed that I saw her, her eyes widened and she immediately put her camera away and turned to face the people that she was with. I stared at her for a few more seconds before turning away and sighing. Was I going to have to start getting used to this?

Arms wrapped around my shoulders and I screamed bloody murder, before the familiar cackle filled my ears. My scared expression dropped and I smiled, laughing as another pair of arms wrapped around me. I looked to my right and saw Julie and Caitlin, both trying to hug me. I laughed louder and hugged my two best friends back.

"How was your flight?" Caitlin asked.

"Terrible, but let's talk about something else. Like how I haven't seen you two in nearly two weeks and it feels like five million years." I said as I pulled away from the hug.

"We missed you too. And as I told you last night, you are going to love our new flat. Look at that, I'm British." Caitlin said. Julie rolled her eyes and turned to me.

"I've been dealing with this since she landed yesterday." She said.

I looked at Caitlin before suppressing a smile and replying to Julie. "Oh I am so sorry, gov'nor. Why don't I repay you with some tea and crumpets back at me flat, we can even invite the queen!" I cheered in an overly dramatic British accent.

"We don't talk like that." A young man said as he walked by.

I narrowed my eyes at his back, quickly yelling out to him. "Yeah well we won the war." I said.

Julie grabbed my arm, "Okay as much as I love you standing up for yourself, you can't say that to people. Now come on, we've got a car out front and we kind of ditched the body guards that were sent for us." She said.

I laughed and grabbed my suitcase, Caitlin took my over one, and Julie took my carry on. I thanked them as we started walking up the ramps and towards wherever the girls were taking me. As we were walking around, we got a lot of looks. It was honestly the weirdest thing. Having it in L.A. was different because the show was in L.A. too, but in England? That was just plan freaky.

"Why are they staring at us? Do you think that they recognize us?" I asked Julie quietly.

"Maybe. Or maybe you're wearing an American hoodie, either one though." Julie replied. I looked down at the hoodie that I was wearing, laughing a little bit. It wasn't that much of an American flag, it was just a hoodie from the New York Rangers. Their colors are red, white, and blue though...

I chose to ignore my outfit that I randomly selected this morning, and continue my way towards the exit of the airport. As we approached the big doors, more and more people started noticing us and looking at us. Pictures were taken and I even heard someone yell that they loved Caitlin. It was the weirdest thing that I've ever seen and I've got to admit, I was growing uncomfortable with it.

But finally, three men dressed in black approached us, all glaring at the two beside me. "Caitlin, Julie, you know that you can't leave us like that. What if something happened?" The tallest one said. I looked up at the tall man, who was easily a foot and a half taller than I was.