(YAY YR BACK!) *a lot of people start whopping and whispering* LOOK!! IT'S MR. ICE'S DAUGHTER!!" * *shoots them all a glare and they shut up. I spot Kate*
"Are you sure you do not want to take your own private jet, sir?" My secretary asks me as I'm being driven to where Miranda is. "It's alright." I reply as my chauffeur opens the door for me to the private jet of Miranda. My guards get my luggage and follow me as I walk towards Kate and Miranda.
"Okay, get in. " *gestures to my brother, Jay and Kate* "Sorry. This is my parents'. Mine is all pink, and Cameron's is too boy-ish. " *points to the luxurious jet*
-I look down and keep silent when Jay comes over- "I though only we were going." -I whisper to Miranda-
I receive a text from my father, who is in LA for an art exhibit where he will be premiering his latest painting.
After informing my brother, Mark, I text my father back. I pack a bag full of many, many different varieties of clothing. Dresses, skirts, tshirts, etc. I knock on Mark's door and find him ready to go. We put our bags in the back of his Aston Martin and we drive to the airport. We park in the back and soon find our private jet. [Sorry for the long posts. ]
( Sorry to intrude on yalls trip to Hollywood. I am NOT gonna hang out all alone wherever the hell we live. Especially if everyone active in this RP is going to Hollywood. )