I've Had A Funny Feeling About You -- A Starkid Story
Vivian Anderson has gone through three of the toughest things one can ever go through: a tough breakup, moving, and making all new friends in her new town. But if she thought that Chicago would be the normal, boy-free time that she wanted, she was seriously wrong. With the help of her best friend Ali Gordon and Team Starkid, Vivian's life gets flipped upside-down and she learns a new meaning of following your dreams, friendship, and love...
Earlier in the month, a close friend of mine from high school, whom had known about my rocky relationship with my ex-boyfriend, Eric Jenkins, invited me to stay with her and her roommate until I figure out everything. Graciously, I accepted her offer and moved out of Eric's apartment the moment I could
I re-buckle myself into the plush plane seat and tap my foot impatiently, ready to leap off of this flying death contraption at the moment it lands. An hour and a half on a plane is way too long in my opinion.
I feel the plane land roughly on the runway and flinch instinctively. My grip on the arms of my seat slacken once I hear the flight attendant's voice again.
â€œWe have arrived at Chicago Executive Airport. Please exit in an orderly and fashioned manner. Thank you very much for flying with us. Have a great rest of your day.â€
I unbuckle yet again, stand up, and dash to get my carry-on luggage. Soon, I am standing in the center of the large airport, counting my suitcases to make sure everything is there. Somewhere in the distance, I hear my name being called and wheel around just in time to see a tiny brunette running full-throttle toward me. She threw herself at me barely as I opened my arms to hug her back.
â€œVivi!â€exclaims Ali Gordon, one of my best friends since my freshman year of high school.
â€œHey, Ali!â€ I shout back, jumping up and down as giddy as ever.
When we release, I take a moment to really look at my best friend. She looks so similar to how I left her our senior year that I'm almost positive that she hasn't aged. She is still the same cute, little doe eyed girl with the strangest personality that I hadn't seen for two years.
â€œHow's college? Was the transfer hard to adjust to?â€ I ask her, hugging her once more.
â€œNo, no no! Everything's going great! Did you look up the musicals I told you about?â€ she questions, holding my arms tightly.
I nod, remembering the insane musicals that she and her friends performed. â€œOf course!â€ I give her a playful shove. â€œAnd you would play the Jewish whore.â€
She laughs. â€œWell, if the shoe fits.â€
I join in the laughter and a black haired girl with hazel eyes and tan skin clears her throat. Ali jumps back and gives her a slight push forward. She extends here hand to me and I shake it.
â€œVivi, this is my roommate, Katrina Harrison. Katrina this is Vivian Anderson, my absolute best friend in this entire world,â€ Ali introduces us. I give Katrina a friendly smile.
â€œIt's nice to meet you,â€ I tell her.
â€œYou too!â€ she replies enthusiastically.
â€œDid you play a whore in the musical, too?â€
She laughs and waves her hand nonchalantly. â€œNope, a vagina.â€
I chuckle and spend some time getting to know Katrina, or Trina as she prefers to be called, and catching up with Ali before we all get into their car. I check my phone and see three new messages from Eric. Hearing me sigh, Ali turns around from the passenger's seat to face me.
â€œYou don't need that kind of douche-baggery in your life. You're perfect and funny and smart and a lovely woman!â€ she says. â€œAnd you wear great pajamas on an airplane!â€
Finally, I crack a smile. â€œThanks, Ali.â€ I look back down at my phone and delete each message. He doesn't need to be a part of my life anymore, and I won't let him be.
I look back up at Ali and she is nodding in approval. â€œYou know what I think you need?â€ She bats her large doe eyes at me.
â€œOh, I think I know what she needs,â€ Katrina joins in. I roll my eyes.
â€œHumor me. What do I need?â€ I ask sarcastically.
â€œDisney movie marathon!â€ they shout together. Again, I laugh.
â€œYou don't have to, guys. I just want a nice night of relaxing tonight,â€ I tell them. I notice Katrina give me a strange look through the mirror.
â€œHow in the world are Disney movies not relaxing?â€
I shrug, knowing that she did make a valid point. â€œFair enough. Which ones would we watch?â€
â€œHah! Better question!â€ interrupts Ali. â€œWhich ones aren't we going to watch?â€
I let out a giggle and Katrina floors it out of the airport. She drives through street after street until we reach a large mansion, big enough to house a large group of people. My eyes go wide at the sight of it.
â€œIf you tell me that this is where you live, I will shit myself,â€ I tell them with complete honesty, my jaw freely hanging.
Ali laughs. â€œNo, we live in a baby apartment. This is just where we're going to have the movie marathon.â€
I raise an eyebrow, curiously. â€œWhere are we?â€
She draws in a deep breath, as though she is about to pull some dramatic speech from thin air. I resist the urge to roll my eyes at Ali's goofy personality when she finally says, â€œWe, my dear best friend, are at Starkid manor.â€
Vivian's outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/vivians_outfit_on_plane/set?id=44157481&lid=1535894
Let me know if you want chapter 2! Love y'all for reading! Muah muah muah!