Georgia Grace, well she had hoped to run into someone else after the show, and that did not happen. Not that she thought that things would of went the way she had thought about, but it was an option. She had to catch a plane, well okay it was a private jet, because she had a job. Before she went to the show that night, she had left word with Harris, so neither he nor Coop thought something bad happened to her. She had gotten better at mentioning where she was going after the letter came.
But Krys had walked her out to her car, and on that walk, Georgia Grace, turned to Krys. “So…I have to fly out to Beverly Hills tonight…I’m actually on my way to a private jet.” She paused, a moment, but went on. “Do you want to go? I’ve got to put some finishing touches on a party for Paris. And Travis said that the boys wont go on stage, unless I am there.” She shook her head, because she knew he wanted the group to back out of playing at the party because of his history with Paris. And Paris wanted them there, not because she was looking to get back with him, because she was quite happy with her current man, but because they were releasing a new album, and they were on tour. And she wanted the current hot band of the moment. She looked thoughtfully over to Krys. “And….you can meet the guys in Blink 182...if you want.” Not everyone liked Blink 182, but they were dear to her heart, for a reason that she wasn’t sharing.
Krys had offered before they left the show to walk her to her car. Hey no since in not being polite to a beautiful woman right? Krys was smart like that. Keeping a steady pace as they walked she looked over to the woman as she spoke. But in hearing her offer she stopped short and looked towards her with a raised brow. "Blink 182? Like The Blink?" He blinks a few times then started again. "Abso-fucking-lutly!" She responded with a large smile and a bobble head nod making it look like she might snap her neck. She sent a text to Remi to let her know she was catching a plane ride to go see a concert with a friend and would be back tomorrow or so." He grinned towards georgia. "When you leaving? Cause I would like to get a change of clothes or something."
She let out a breath at the question that Krys was asking, a soft laugh escaping from her, even as she was nodding. “Mhmm. That very Blink. They are playing at a party that I had to help get stuff tied together.” She had kept it quiet what she was doing, but it had been good to get things moving and to let herself sink into work things. “Buut..the guys are really awesome.” She nodded, and she grinned. “I know it’s last minute, but we can stop and you can get a change of clothes if you want? The private jet will wait.” She knew because she had been told so, when she said she wouldn’t leave town until after a show she wanted to go to.
They were going to fly in the same jet that Paris Hilton used to jet set, around the world. She had a feeling that it was a good move inviting her new friend to go with her. And honestly she didn’t want to run into the guy without someone with her. Not because she was scared she just thought if someone else was there, it would make things less, tension filled. Not that it would be for sure but it could be.
“Did you drive here? I can follow you somewhere? Or do you need a ride to wherever?” She was trying to be helpful. And that was the best she could do on that one.
Her mind was a flurry of questions and jubulation. Her eyes looked over her friend with a wide smile on her lips. "I uh...well. Lets met at the airport in about 30?" She asked not daring to bring her near the rat house. "I can grab my stuff let my roommates know I'll be back." She said a grin still spread on her lips. "Then I can change into some more comfortable clothes." She chuckled and shook her head. "Blink 182, damn I hope I can steal a mic and play a song or two for them." she spoke to herself looking to Georgia Grace. "30 minutes which airport we meeting at?"
-- Edited by KRYS on Monday 5th of September 2011 11:32:56 PM
If Krys decided to, they had a bit of a jet ride coming up, and the questions would be answered if possible. And Georgia Grace was fine with meeting at the airport in thirty minutes, she gave a nod of her head at that. It was one of those things that made her smile, seeing someone so enthusiastic about something. “Thirty minutes, at the Lakefront Airport.” Yeah it wasn’t the new airport it was the ‘old’ one, but that was the one that the private jet was going to be at. “I’ll meet you out front.”
That gave Georgia Grace a bit of time to kill, not that it was a bad thing, and she would get moving. Taking time to make sure Krys was good about meeting there, before hopping into the jeep. During that time, she would fire off a text message to someone, not because she had to, but simply because she figured why the heck not. Then she stopped in a little dinner and grabbed herself a drink and a order of fries. Yes folks she was driving and eating. Dangerous!
Thirty minutes later she was out front of the Lakefront Airport, looking for Krys. Her duffel beg strap was looped over her arm. The jeep had been parked in the area that was designated for such things, and she wasn’t going to worry about anything happening to it. She just hoped that this went off with out a hitch. It had been a while.
Having left a note for the rats stating she was going to LA for the night with a friend and would return tomorrow sometime she packed up her clothes and took the bike, now clad in capri's tan in color, a black shirt with a large middle finger saying Bush Was the Best, well because sarcasm is fun. Pulling the bike into the front of the airport and handing it over to be dealt with she grabbed her tied down bag from the back of the bike and in her black and white chuck t.'s she met up with Georgia. "If I get to drunk to say it later, thank you." She flashed her a genuine smile and off they went.
-- Edited by KRYS on Tuesday 6th of September 2011 07:48:09 AM
Once the two were at the Airport, they would be shown the private jet, the jet itself was well stocked. So technically by the time they landed Krys could have been completely wasted, though that probably wouldn’t of been the best, but it was possible. Honestly she passed out, during the trip, and didn’t wake up until they were landing. The voice coming on overhead telling them they would be landing shortly. The flight in air was around 3 and a half hours, they would touch down in L.A. at the LAX airport, before getting driven where they needed to go.
Once the whole hubbub of the landing was taken care of, a chauffer was waiting for them, besides the fact he was the only one there where the private jets let out, he had a card he was holding with Georgia Grace’s name written upon it. She would make sure that Krys saw the man, he was dressed in all black, with one of those hats that people recognized as being a chauffer’s hat. The man greeted them both, without even a lift of a eye brow, and escorted them out to the car.
The limo driver explained that he was taking them to the hotel, and he would be back in the morning, bright and early to collect Georgia Grace at 6 am. and her guest if she wished, so Georgia Grace could get the final touches on the party, all hands on. They pulled up to the The Beverly Hilton. When the man got out, and opened the door, he picked up the Georgia Grace’s duffel bag and if Krys had anything that as well. Before he walked to the doors where they were held up, and to the desk. A few words were spoken, and then they were being shown to their rooms. Georgia Grace was blinking, because she had stayed before but never at this hotel, and it just, wowed her.
She looked over to Krys, because she knew 6 was rather close to the time it is now. “If you don’t want to get up that early, you can wait till I come back here tomorrow afternoon, to head over there with me.”
Once the girls were in their rooms which happened to be across the hall from each other. Georgia Grace didn’t take much time to look around, because she was beat, and she knew that the next day was going to drive her slightly batty.
Once escorted to the plane and her drunk on was underway, the three hours in the air in a tiny tube seemed to go by painfuly slow as Krys had paced the aisle thought about smoking a cig until she got the stank eye from the stewardess, which gave her another idea and well. Mile High club with the lone stewardess while Georgia Grace slept was mission accomplished.
As the flight came to an end and they were ushered towards a limo Krys listened to the plans for the other girl with an upraised brow. "I dare you to wake me up at 6." She said openly to the party planner and rather seriously but then she flashed a grin which left one even less unsure of the stabiliaty of the rat.
And while Georgia Grace got to bed so did she, sort of, after a few laps around the hotel. Annnnddddd a few stops at the bar she was happily asleep about 4 and out like a light when Georgia was to be collected sanse her. WHen she finally did rise about 12 or so she pushed out of bed her faux hawk in a state and meandered around the hotel room, showering and debating. Walking out onto the balcony smoke in hand as she looked over the streets below as her room didnt face the pool.
When it was time to do their thing and party like it was 1999 she met Georgia at the door and not knowing the party she was getting into and just the way she was in general she wore black cargo shorts with the strings dangling against her legs, chuck t's with short short almost invisible socks and a black tank that said. "Thats right I beast this bitch". Her faux hawk at full attention with a the hawk part now being pink. Never leave Krys alone with money and a pharmacy near by. That had been the other part of her day making it perfect for Blink....Ahhh blink...
-- Edited by KRYS on Wednesday 7th of September 2011 07:50:40 AM
Are you kidding, Georgia Grace herself, did not want to be up at 6 am. But that was why she came back in the mid afternoon for a planned nap. Once the driver got her to the house, she began working. Her phone was in constant use, as she walked around, figuring out the things she needed. She had to make sure everything worked with everything else.
All morning, it took, to get that figured out, and it wasn’t until 1 pm that she was back at the hotel. Just as she reached the door to her current room, she heard a old familiar voice. “Hold up.” She had not yet entered the room, and she spun to look at the owner of the voice, her lips curving upwards, waiting until Travis was at the door, and she turned to wrap her arms around him in a hug. “I didn’t think I’d see you until tonight.” As in at the party. Her words were rewarded with a grin. “After our phone conversation you thought that? “ But before Georgia Grace could ask him the question that he knew she would be asking, and he replied before she could. “I remembered your nap time.” She grinned up at him, before releasing the hug, only to go into her hotel room, followed by him.
Later, much later, when Georgia Grace left her room, she wasn’t quite alone. “Your running late.” Those words got a grin out of Travis. Back in the day, he would randomly be running late, and normally it had something to do with Georgia Grace. It was funny, she had met him it felt like forever ago, and yet it wasn’t, and they both knew where the stood with the other, at all times. He bent down to brush his lips over hers in a quick brush, as the door across the hall opened, and the female was walking out.
No saying what had happened in that room, for all anyone knew they had a long talk about Faygo Red Pop. But seriously that was highly doubtful but yet possible! But none the less, Travis looked over at the girl coming out, after hearing Georgia Grace smiling, “Hey Krys.” She knew the girl wanted to meet the guys, but she only had one part of Blink there at the moment. His voice was on the heels of Georgia Grace’s, but he was looking at Krys, no mistake on whom he was talking too. “Think you might be able to convince Georgia Grace here to stay in town one more night?” She let out a soft breath she was holding in, before looking to Krys. “We got invited to after party with the band.” At her words, one might not notice that Travis’s hand moved to squeeze Georgia Grace around her waist, it was brief. Georgia Grace thought she needed to give Krys the reason for why Travis wanted them to stay after the party, though that wasn’t the full reason, and perhaps looking at the man Krys would figure that one out?
Georgia Grace was dressed in a simple black and white splattered dress, spaghetti straps held the dress up, with a deep v bodice, a band of black and white emphasized her small waist, and the skirt floated out about her hips, the skirt fell to her mid thighs, and when she moved the skirts danced. Her 3” heels matched the dress, her hair was pulled back, in a French twist, the hair at the end floating out slightly cascading. Drop earrings that matched her outfit completed her look. If one looked, Georgia did not seem to have anything else on her, but upper thigh she had a band that attached to her leg, where she kept her cell which was on vibrate, no needed that to go off at the wrong time, her id, hotel key card, and a bit of cash.
Well it seemed Krys stepped out at the right time. not only was Miss Georgia Grace swapping spit with a guy but with Travis Barker no less. She bit back a laugh and looked to them with a grin. Oh she could pretend all she wanted but that sex stench clung to them like the odor on yesterdays diapers and she looked towards Georgia with a Thata girl grin.
Her eyes moved from one to the other and then landed on Travis as she was doing her best to be cool and it was working while inside she was 5th grader at a Jonas concert. Her eyes looked him over and then smiled hearing him ask if she could convince Georgia Grace to stay another night.
Ohhhh that brought a grin to her face. "I'll convince her to stay, if you let me play two songs for you and the boys. If you like them I'll leave you my number and we can go from there, you hate them, well you get to roll in the sheets again with the beautiful bombshell. Maybe I'll join."
Oh now wasn't she just being saucy! Looking back to Georgia ohhh it would be a girls talk power hour but for now she minded her P's and Q's best she could. She smirked between the two again and shook her head. "You guys need to work on the after sex shower better."
Ok so she tried to behave. Tried being the oppertaive word. "Now bitches lets get this party fucking started. I got glasses to raise and hotties to moelst!" her platinum brows wiggled playfully as she grinned between the two.
Well, Georgia Grace did say that Krys could meet the guy’s from Blink 182, and she had one right there for her to meet! That’s why he was there, right? Oh you could bet that Georgia Grace would be playing that as her card, even if Travis had that grin on his face. And she saw that look that Krys flashed at her, okay really they both would of seen that, and she felt her cheeks turning pink. Which had Georgia Grace blurting out. “He’s an old friend.” Which got her a small jab in her side, nothing that was highly noticeable but it was there, none the less.
She had already told Travis that she had to get Krys back to New Orleans, and yet here he was, trying to get Krys on his side. And….it looked like he was succeeding. Surely he wouldn’t say, even as she had the thought, she heard him speaking. He gave a nod of his head, “Sounds like a win win to me.” He shot both girls a grin. He was getting ready to go as he was running late and he wasn’t ridding with them to the party, because the tabloids would of loved that, and that wouldn’t do. But that was when Krys said something about the after sex shower. He let out a laugh, even as Georgia Grace turned as red as a beet, her eyes had gone wide.
He bent quick and brushed a kiss over Georgia Grace’s lips, before she could scold him he winked at Krys. “Looking forward to hearing you later.” And like that he left, missing Georgia Grace’s hand that hit nothing but air.
She turned to Krys, her cheeks were so pink, that heat was radiating off them. “We did take a shower afterwards….” She paused. “You don’t think anyone else is going to figure it out do you? The never did in the past.” She frowned thoughtfully. “I’ll have to change the flight…..and arrange rooms….” She was thinking out loud, but she wouldn’t have to worry about either of those things, because when she tried to figure the stuff out, she would find out that it was already taken care of. Someone was rather sure of himself….it would seem.
Since she had her door closed and Krys was there she started to make their way to the lobby, when they got close to the doors, the doorman would open the doors for them, the limo driver did the same, waiting until they were in and settled. Looking over to Krys she still felt her cheeks being a bit warm. “I have a feeling tonight is going to be….interesting.” In all the time that she and Travis had their on again off again sneaky sneaks, besides the guys in the band, Krys was the only one that find out.
"I bet he is an old friend." She retorted in that uh huh, yeah voice. Her eyes flicked between the two and their interactions and she just shook her head. And when Mr. Blink himself said it sounded like a win win Krys smirked. "Oh Im sure we can make it all worth your while Travis." Yes she just called him by his first name.
Smirking to Georgia Grace's discomfort she watched the man place a quick kiss to her lips then shuffle off to meet the rest of the band. She watched him go but turned her gaze back on her companion. "Well the nose, knows." She winked to her and leaned in closer. "I gotta know.... whats he batting with?" And then she continued to hold out her hands for size reference grinning big at Georgia Grace. Wiggling her brows... "Guess I will find out later at the after party wont I?" She smirked in jest.....or was it?
"No, I think your fine. But how long you been banging the drummer?" She asked out of gerneral curiousity. "Well long as we get home at a decent time tomorrow I have no complaints, and if he likes my music maybe he can get me in to talk to someone about a record deal and I wont have to play the clubs so much." She said seemingly more to herself than anything else. As they walked through the hall and into the lobby she noted the doorman open the doors and the limo doing the same.
Looking over to her as they sat in the back of the limo she contemplated a few things, reaching for the bar and mixing up a drink she handed it to Peach grinning as she said she had a feeling. Krys smirked wide and took a long breath before she leaned forward and planted a long slow memorable kiss to her lips, nipping her lower before pulling back and sitting pretty as you please like nothing happened. Her gaze looked down to her drink and then to Georgia. "Oh it will be interesting to say the very very least." She flashed a grin that spoke volumes of the trouble she could cause.
Georgia Grace felt her cheeks turning bright red, it was funny that the girl blushed so easily, especially after getting called out for what had happened in her hotel room. But she was, and if they were not out in a hallway, where anyone could come across the three of them chatting, she probably would of buried her face on Travis’s arm. But in public she was always wary, she knew that if you were not careful a picture could be snapped in an instance, and that was not something she wished to have happen. Travis looked over at Krys, and he grinned, widely. “I would have to say it’s already been worth my while.” Which if Georgia Grace could turn any redder she would be right then.
After Travis was gone and it was just the two girls, and Krys’s words, well, she bit her lower lip. Oh my, this was going to be even more interesting then she thought wasn’t it? But Georgia Grace wasn’t going to be giving out the intimate details of what exactly he was batting with. Batting with this wasn’t baseball, even though she knew many people used baseball as a way to gauge how far someone gets, the whole what constitutes as bases always threw the girl off. But she just kind of shook her head at him.
Well that was a bit of a relief wasn’t it. But her lips did quirk a bit at the way that Krys so bluntly worded that. Not that Georgia Grace was surprised, the few times she had met the girl she was very vocal, and well Georgia Grace had not wanted to make this trip on her own. Part of her figured if she had someone with her, she wouldn’t end up ‘banging the drummer’, silly girl. But she cast a glance up to look at the other female. “Off and on for years.” It was true, when he wasn’t in a relationship and they were in the same area, it seemed to happen. Of course, there were times when she had special tickets sent to her to go to a certain show, and such but those were weren’t talking about. As of yet, none of Georgia Grace’s relationships had been the sort that wouldn’t allow her dalliance with the drummer, if that ever happened, things might be a bit, strange. She had bit the corner of her lower lip, before she started to talk. “I am sure that it will be arranged… I have some things I need to do tomorrow too.” And she was the sort that liked to sleep on the plane, usually she needed that sleep, and it was relaxing to her.
She smiled over to Krys when she handed her the drink, and she let out a laugh, before taking a drink, then looking to Krys. “Are you saying I am going to need this?” Okay and in answer to that question Krys kissed her, and it wasn’t like those brief kisses like the ones in college, this one was different. And she had sat there kind of shocked, truthfully, so while she looked shocked and thoughtful and Krys looked all…innocent as a church mouse. She looked thoughtful, that would be the best word for it, thoughtful. Her mind was wondering if she had sent out some strange signal to the other girl, but none that she could think of….and her mind was…pondering. Even as she slammed down the rest of the drink that Krys had made for her, maybe she knew Georgia Grace was going to need that. And that grin after those words, only made her wonder more, what she was in for by bringing the other girl along.
But they were at the place, and that meant it was time to get out of the limo. As much as she hated the blue tooth’s that people wore in their ear’s, Georgia Grace placed hers in her ear. It was a bit on the small side, and a soft blue light blinked from it. As they got out of the limo, they were not taken around back, like the caters and other help, because Paris wanted it known she had gotten Georgia Grace to do the party, and that she and the girl were ‘friends’, figuring it could help her image. That would explain why the limo pulled to a stop, the limo driver was out and opening the door before either girl could get to the door, his hand escorting one girl out then the other. Not knowing whom was getting out of the limo the girls would be blinded by the flashing lights, to which Georgia Grace pulled a smile upon her lips, as she spoke barely moving her mouth to Krys. “Welcome to the flashing lights.” She hadn’t thought about it or she would of given the girl a heads up, but if the other girl got what she ultimately wanted this would be part of her new life. Pausing randomly to pose for the pictures, she tried to hurry up the carpet, where they were greeted by Pairs herself. Pulling Georgia Grace into a hug, before air kissing on either side of her face, which was returned, once she figured out what was going on. Then Paris moved to wrap a arm around each Georgia Grace and Krys, smiling once more for the cameras before taking them inside. Her arms falling from the two girls, as she walked between them. Her voice was soft when she spoke to Georgia Grace and her friend, “Thanks for coming. And putting this on.” And once they were inside they would see others, and Paris moved off to go socialize at her party.
Georgia Grace turned to look at Krys, to see how she was doing, but she had a feeling she was good at rolling with the punches. “That was…interesting.” She really didn’t care that Paris wanted people to think they were friends, she read the gossip rags, and that would last all of two weeks before it would die down. And perhaps they would have some strange over blown fight. It was then that her ear piece buzzed and she pressed the button on it, listening a moment, before solving a small problem.
