We walked to my limousine in silence until Rosie said" Cain I ask you a really weird question?"
"Hm?"
"Are you some sort of vigilante princess?"
Vigilante Princess. "That's one way to put it."
"Cause that might explain the limo."
"Either that or my entire life's the Truman Show."
Rosie grinned. I guess she could be a pretty good friend. I don't know? "Rosie, how old are you?"
"14 1/2, why?"
"Cause? I'm 15."
When we reached my limo, my chofúre, Damian(my baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaae!), rolled down the window and asked me where I had been.
"Somewhere......."I trailed off.
"I was worried about you! Who is this?"
"Somebody." I smirked.
"Get in!" he said exasperated.
As we rode we blasted 5sos and 21pilots on the radio, while drinking red bull and Mountain Dew for the 45minutes we had to sit in that car.
