10- The World Tour.

10

Scott was sitting before the other staff and I specifically sat before Hardin.

Danny and Marcel were also sitting down at the back.

Hardin removed his face mask though his sunglasses were still covering his eyes but at least I could see him more clearly now.

"When we get to the hotel everybody has just thirty minutes to get ready and meet up downstairs. The concert starts at 8 and we have to test the stage and everything before then." Hardin said and turned to look at Scott. "You brought the microphones right?"

"Yes, I did," Scott responded and Hardin nodded his head. 

Imagine flying for the first time and on a million dollars private jets.

I was short of words when I saw the interior. Everything was made of gold.

Everything screamed money.

I couldn't deal.

"Is this your first time flying?" Someone asked me and I turned to the speaker.

Scott was staring at me with a soft smile on his face.

He was always smiling.

Are those real smiles or a cover-up?

It was fun and games the first time he smiled at me, but now I was getting worried.

"Yes. I had no money to leave the state with." I responded.

Still don't have the money.

"Don't worry, there are a lot of exciting places in Georgia,  You'll see." He said and winked at me.

Oh, I can't wait to see it.

The jet landed at a private airport just like the one we boarded from.

I carried Hardin's bag with me as we walked towards the three SUV cars waiting for us.

Hardin, Scott, and I occupied the same car while the others sort themselves out.

It was already late in the evening as my Georgia time showed 5:45 p.m evening.

I haven't eaten since morning. I only had a glass of orange juice inside the jet. 

"I am hungry, damn," Scott said and sighed. "Should we order in before going to the auditorium?" The auditorium was where the tour would kick off.

"When we get to the hotel you can eat something before we leave but not something that will make your stomach heavy," Hardin responded.

Aww.

Just look at that. Look at how caring he was to Scott.

I don't believe the fact that he is Cold-hearted. 

Hardin is soft in there and just doesn't know how to show it.

The drive to the hotel was long but soon enough we got to the hotel. Just like I expected, the five-star hotel was sitting majestically at the center of the city.

"Wow," I mumbled. It was magnificent.

The hotel manager was outside with some staff to greet us when we got out of the car.

Before we got out of the car, Hardin put on his face mask again.

"It is so nice to have you in our hotel. The five-star hotel is a great fan of your music." The manager said.

Hardin shook his hand and pulled down his face mask. "It is an honor to be here."

The other SUVs pulled up beside ours and the staff, Danny, and Marcel got out of the car.

"Shall we all go in now?" The manager asked and Hardin nodded his head.

****

SHAKE members lodge in the penthouse while we all have our different rooms.

We were told to be downstairs in the next 1 hour.

My room was a wide room painted in white color.

A queen-size bed was sitting in the center of the room and a white drawer was beside the bed.

The whole room was white.

Beautiful.

I dropped my bag beside the bed and sat down. The first thing I did was write a message in our group chat. To tell them that I am in Seattle already.

The time was ticking. 

I walked inside the bathroom and removed my clothes. 

When I stepped under the shower the only thing that left my mouth was wow.

I purposely decided to shower with cold water and was it amazing?

Yes, it was.

I felt alive again.

A few minutes later, I was out of the bathroom with a big fluffy towel wrapped around my chest.

I placed my bag on the bed and started rummaging through it in search of what to wear for tonight's concert.

I know that we won't be coming back to the hotel until after the concert which will be later tonight.

I finally grabbed a washed-out blue pair of jeans and a black crop top.

I wanted to go with my natural look so I opted for no makeup and only wore lipgloss on my lips.

I wore a black sneakers and grabbed my purse.

After getting ready I stood before the mirror to look at myself.

I look good.

I never look bad a day in my life.

I am proud of myself.

I checked the time and it was almost 10 minutes to 6:30 p.m.

I didn't order a meal and only drink water that was inside the hotel fridge because I was watching my weight.

I would order a salad later tonight though.

When I walked out of my room and locked the door, I went straight inside the elevator and rode up to the penthouse.

When I got there I knocked on the door and the door was opened by Marcel.

"You are ready." He said and I nodded my head. "I like it."

I pushed my hair behind my ear and smiled. He was also already dressed in black pants and a black T-shirt. I'm sure they will change backstage before the concert.

"Guys, the trainee is here and it's time to go!" Marcel yells.

I watch him smirk after succeeding in getting Scott out of his room. Scott is looking as dashing as ever in milk-colored sweatpants and sweatshirts.

"Tone it down a little Marcel, Hardin won't like it." Scott scolds him and he shrugs.

Next to walk out were Hardin and Marcel.

When I see Hardin, I pause to admire his handsomeness and his fashion sense.

This man is dressed in black baggy pants and a mixture of a blue, orange, and black sweater and under the sweater, I can see a turtle neck so he must be wearing a turtleneck shirt as well.

Damn him and his incredible taste.

I walked towards him and took his Chanel bag from him and smiled. He did not spare me a glance, but I didn't mind.

As long as I can stay beside him.

"Shall we go now?" Danny queried and Hardin started walking towards the door.

"Let's go."

******

THE CONCERT ARENA.

When we got to the auditorium, Hardin removed his sweater and handed it over for me to hold while they tested the stage.

"Here you are." I hear a voice behind me and I shriek. I quickly turn around to know who it is and it is no other person but the girls.

Yeri, Jennifer, and Sandra.

My eyes widen and I throw myself at them.

"I didn't know you were here already," I say and smile.

"We just got here about thirty minutes ago. You look good." Sandra commented and I smiled.

"You girls should let Emma concentrate on her duty. She is in charge of Hardin and Scott tonight." Manager Kim says.  

They all hug me before leaving. 

I stand at the front roll watching and smiling as they practice.

I feel as if they are performing for me.

Hardin was moving in every motion and pointing his mic on stage.

He looks like a gangster while performing. 

The guy is a monster on stage.

A badass.

The confidence that he exudes is astonishing.

When they finish practicing the first song and we're discussing the next, I grab a handkerchief from my purse and climb up the stage. 

I walk toward him and wipe his sweats with the handkerchief.

He didn't even turn to look at me while I was on it.

"Water." He said and I quickly opened his bag and brought out a bottle of water. I open the lid and hand it over to him.

He sips on the water while discussing with the boys and the stage manager.

He hands over the bottle of water to me. 

"When Scott starts singing the chorus and we do the dance moves, we should get close to the audience and just hype them up like we used to," Marcel suggests

Hardin nods his head and strolls closer to the front roll.

He demonstrates what Marcel suggested and I smile.

He looks so cute doing that.

Cut it out, Emmabelle

"Okay, up to the next," Hardin said and they all moved to the position. I left the stage and went back to the front roll where I was before.

I am excited about tonight.

My second time seeing SHAKE perform live on stage.

It will be iconic, I can tell already.