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4/29/16
Los Angeles
8:30 AM
Avery stands in the wet cobblestone while she waits for her cab. The drop of water falls off from her black umbrella as she holds it and her bag on the other hand.
It was her first time being in LA which is kinda lame at her age, but it was still fun to go on a little adventure by herself as she ate at restaurants and even bought a few souvenirs, like keychains and magnets for her fridge in London. 
After a few minutes a white car appeared that seemed to be her assigned cab.
As she gets in while the driver closed the door. She looked at the screen that was playing an upbeat song.
Bad Blood By Taylor Swift.
"Sorry about the music." The man apologizes as she looks at her with a small smile before turning the music down.
"It's fine." She says as she smiles back, before resting her head on her seat watching the water flow down the car's window.
Avery's phone lit up as she instantly looked at it to notice it was her publicist, Catty.
Catty: Remember you need to attend the Met Gala this Monday, okay?
She instantly replied as she saw her text.
Avery: I know, mom.
The brunette replied playfully, and of course Catty left her on read, as always.
After a hot minute of scrolling to Instagram, liking some of her mutual posts. They finally arrived at Los Angeles International Airport.
She grabs her bag and opens her umbrella before walking inside the building as the rain still hasn't stopped.
Once she got in, she walked a little bit to order a cup of coffee, maybe even iced coffee because she desperately needed it to stay awake.
Her phone rings again as she picks up her coffee.
Pierre (love of your life) is calling.
She sighs before picking it up and goes to find a seat to sit in while she waits for her plane to arrive.
"Why are you calling me?" She says acting annoyed.
"What do you mean, why did I call you, duh? I miss you dumbass, Come back to New York already!" The blonde exclaimed on the phone.
"You just miss me because you don't have someone to play mario kart with." Avery Rolled her eyes as she sat down.
"You know me so well Ave." He said while we acted like he was touched by Avery's reply.
She sips her coffee before looking at the screen for the flight schedules.
NYC 9:25 AM
She looks at her watch noticing there's only 10 minutes left.
"What are you gonna wear at the Gala? I heard Taylor Swift was the co-chair, Wait...Holy Shit! You could meet Taylor Fucking Swift?!" Pierre screamed in excitement.