Liz blushed and smiled. "Okay," she laughed, sliding off Johnathan's lap and grabbing her make-up bag. She did Sarah's make-up just like hers and smiled. "Oh, hold on!" She smiled, reaching further into her bag and pulling out a black rocker wig. "This was a joke for Stella but it fits you better," she smiled, pushing it onto Sarah's head and tucking the loose blonde hairs in. "You like?" She asked, handing her the mirror.
Liz looked out the window as the sun broke the horizon. "God...about fifteen minutes," she choked nervously.
"Not nervous are you?" Stella teased, pulling a strand on Liz's hair. Liz yelped and glared.
"You're not?! We're all about to be the newest band and the freashest meat out there! God I'm soo nervous!" Liz pouted, chugging down the water the attendant had brought a while back.
I smiled. "your welcome." The plane landeed and we all got out. paparazzi stood there, taking dozens of pictures. I laughed as Sarah squealed and twirled. They loved her. How could you not when she was so adorable? I smiled at Liz who was nervous. I grinned and pulled her to me, kissing her right in front of everyone. I wanted to make sure they knew Liz was my girl. I grinned as I pulled away. "Your blushing." I laughed.
I laughed. then the reporters swarmed us. "Who's this?!" "Is he your boyfriend?!" "Are you two dating?!" "do your new fans need to be upset because your taken?!" I laughed and pulled her close to me. "Shall we answer?" I asked with a grin.