Alaura had spent most of Friday on an incredibly long plane ride and instead of going to her family home, she had checked into a hotel near the airport. Exhausted from jet lag, she had crashed out before telling anyone she had flown to their new Californian home. Flying was one of Alaura's least favorite parts of her job and preferred having a couple of drinks while on board to ease her nerves. From the bill she got, Alaura could tell she had had a bit much. Her agent had flown on the same flight as her, and he had been kind enough to see her into her hotel room. Dazed and buzzed, she watched the light of the hotel lamp outline his figure. Why did her brothers not care about her as much as he did? Oh... because I make him millions of dollars.. "No one loves me..." she sighed tiredly, thinking of her family and how distant she had become with them. "Nonsense, you have millions of fans," her ever-positive agent replied. With that, he left, leaving her alone in the expensive hotel room.
Saturday morning greeted her by glaring through the windows. With a disgruntled grunt, she rolled over to see what time it was. Time for her to be in the world of the living! Joy.. Alaura closed her eyes against reality and the hangover she was dealing with. After a hot shower and an hour spent on her makeup and hair, she was ready to get dressed. Alaura dug through her Louis Vuitton suitcase and pulled out a simple outfit that would be perfect for hanging around the beach, which is where she wanted to go. Alaura made her way out of the hotel, pulling her luggage behind her.
Alaura took a cab back to her house, and grinned at Tina, the house keeper, as she walked up to the house. "You're home!" Alaura grinned, shrugging and nodding, unable to speak because she was so happy. Someone was happy to see her! "Yep! I'm home! Tina, is anyone home? I thought maybe we could go out together..." "No, Miss. Everyone is out, or... busy." Alaura knew what she meant. 'Busy' was the housekeepers polite way of saying otherwise engaged in sexual activities. Rolling her eyes, she let out an annoyed sigh. "I will unpack for you," Tina said gently, seeing the look of disappointment on her face. Alaura offered a quick 'Thank you' smile, and just as quickly it vanished. She turned and left the bag with the housekeeper, walking to the family's car garage. Moments later she was driving down the streets of California in her white maserati.
Alaura pulled into one of the many VIP parking garages and decided to go on foot from there after she had reached the heart of the city. What to do... what to do.. She put on her white Coach sunglasses, in hopes that maybe she won't draw as much attention to herself. A coffee shop on the corner was calling her name, so she slipped in. After ordering her drink, she sat in one of the window seats, watching the busy world that was California flash by. Absentmindedly, Alaura pulled out her cellphone to text her brother.
To: Marcus
Message: Tina mentioned you were busy this morning. You ruined my surprise. I'm in town, the series has gone on break so it's vacation central for me. I'm bored. Come meet me? - A
She attached her location to the text, and pressed send. Repressing a sigh, she took another sip of her coffee and looked back out the window, searching the crowd for a familiar face.