Because Of The Bucket List

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Knock-Knock-Knock

"Room service." I hear a male voice at my door. I slip my robe and open the door.

Jace.

"You're not food, coffee, or a handsome man coming to whisk me away." I frown.

"No, but, I am handsome." He smirks. "And I do have coffee."

"Oh, I love you!" I grab the coffee and skip to the table.

"Well, that didn't take much." He smirks, again.

"I didn't mean it like that, stupid." I hit his shoulder and laugh.

"Go get dressed." He tells me.

"Why?"

"Because we have things to do." He says showing me the list.

I give him a smile and go to the bathroom to change.

"Ready?" He asks.

"Yup."

"So, you gonna tell me where your taking me?" I ask, while we drive into town.

"Nope." He smirks. "What's number 6 on the list?"

I unfold the list and go to number 6.

"No." I sigh.

"I know what it is. Ready?" He smirks.

"I'm not ready." I blush. I wouldn't say that I suck at singing, considering I've had lessons, but not in front of Jace. I'm terrified.

"Yes, you are. Pick a song. Hopefully one I know." He laughs.

"You pick." I say handing him my phone. He finds a song and plugs in the aux cord.

I hoped of the plane at LAX. With a dream and my cardigan.

Oh God.

"Welcome to the land of fame excess, am I gonna fit in?" I start singing and so does he.

I jumped in the cab, here I am for the first time look to my right and I see the Hollywood sign. This is all so crazy! Everybody seems so famous! My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesick. Too much pressure and I'm nervous. That's when the taxi man turned on the radio and the Jay-Z song was on. And the Jay-Z song was on! And the Jay-Z song was on!

I look at Jace.

SO I PUT MY HANDS UP, THEY'RE PLAYIN' MY SONG AND THE BUTTERFLIES FLY AWAY. NODDIN' MY HEAD LIKE YEAH, MOVIN' MY HIPS LIKE YEAH.

I GOT MY HANDS UP, THEY'RE PLAYIN' MY SONG I KNOW I'M GONNA BE OKAY.

YYYEEEEAAAHHHH IT'S A PARTY IN THE USA!

YYYEEEEAAAHHHH IT'S A PARTY IN THE USA!

I stop to Jace laughing and I can't help but to laugh. He looks so happy and it makes me happy. So, I keep singing.

Get to the club, in my taxi cab. Everybody's lookin' at me now. Like who is that chick that's rockin' kicks, she's gotta be from outta town. So hard with my girls not around me. It's definitely not a Nashville party. Cause all I see are stilettos, I guess I never got the memo! My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesick. Too much pressure and I'm nervous. That's when the DJ dropped my favorite tune and the Brittney song was on. And the Brittney was on! And the Brittney song was on!

SO I PUT MY HANDS UP, THEY'RE PLAYIN' MY SONG AND THE BUTTERFLIES FLY AWAY. NODDIN' MY HEAD LIKE YEAH, MOVIN' MY HIPS LIKE YEAH.

I GOT MY HANDS UP, THEY'RE PLAYIN' MY SONG I KNOW I'M GONNA BE OKAY.