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Ian woke up to the annoying sound of his phone ringing. He groaned and picked up the phone, seeing that it was his manager, and answered it.
"What do you want, Devin?" He asked in a groggy voice.
"Well, good morning to you too, sunshine! So, how are things?"
"Cut the bull. What's going on?"
"Well, you know how you keep on saying that you deserve a vacation?"
"Yeah..." He said, excitement building now, his irritation forgotten.
"Well, I got you one! You're going to an island where there will be no paparazzi to ruin your fun and all sorts of people there to mingle."
"Ooh! Sounds like fun! When exactly am I going?"
"Get dressed and get ready, you need to be out of the house in 2 hours." With that, the line went dead. "Yahoo!" Ian said, jumping out of his bed. He went straight to his dresser to pick out some clothes. It took him a while, but he finally decided to wear his faded black skinny jeans and a dark t-shirt, then rushed to the shower. He would get the accessories later. he took his shower, then got out and got dressed. He blow dried his hair, then put flexible gel in it so that he could have his purple hair in long spikes that don't stand, but lay near his face(like his picture). He then put on his deoderant and cologne and brushed his teeth. He went out to his room again and grabbed his favorite leather jacket. He then started packing.
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Later on, he was on the road, his suitcase in the trunk of his car and his radio blasting Avril Lavigne. He was on his way to his manager's house, and stuck in traffic. He cursed under his breath as he waited. After a while, he made it to Devin's house and was on his way back out.
"We're taking my car to a private airport so that no one sees you or follows you."
"Will there be other famous people there?"
"This place is made for famous people." Famous people who need to shape up. He thought. You see, Ian was a bit of a diva and was always getting caught by paparazzi at bars, totally shit-faced. It was giving him a bad rep, so Devin was sending him here for some quiet time to get the bad news cleared away, and hopefully Ian would learn to be better while he was gone. They made it to the private airport, and Ian boarded the plane, waiting for the rest of the people to board so that it could take off.