"What???" she says and I let out a depressed sigh.
"His schedule for today was faked" I say and she lets out a little gasp at this, but this I'm Adrian. I really can't blame any security guy at lying to his fans for personal gain, but still he had me feel fooled. He had Oakley fooled and I wonder why she had checked his schedule today.
Maybe she's also concerned about Scott. I throw it out of my head.
"Do you know where Scott's music school is?" I ask her, and she nods her head.
"Where are you now?" she asks me and I check out my surroundings. Okay this is actually stupid of me and really really dramatic, but still, i like do it because I feel like a rescue agent in one of the spy movies that I watched.
"I'm still at home, in front of the gate practically" I say, and she chuckles a little bit as I'm guessing she could have imagined exactly how I was behaving right now.
"I'll meet you there in a bit" she says.
The wait is short, but to me it seems like forever. I have enough time to go back in, grab some sneakers, and abandon the heels.
As I passed by a reflection of myself in the mirror on one of the walls, I am oddly satisfied with this, it's better than the elegants high heeled shoes I had worn before. This looks more natural on me. I don't look as elegant as I did before and now I can walk freely knowing that my legs aren't going to be in any sort of purgatory.
I run back to the front of the house practically jumping up and down like a scared bunny. I don't know which one I am though, I don't know if I am scared or excited, I am definitely scared but yet I'm definitely excited at all this.
The fact that this could be a whole level of stress for my brother makes me want more but I'm also excited. I finally get to see the sort of drama that some people only get to see once in a lifetime.
I would finally get to expensive sort of drama that some people need saw on the TV screens, and even if this particular drama involved my brother, I can't say that I am not excited.
Sure enough Oakley arrives ten minutes late,r even though it felt like ten hours but still, what am I to complain.
We practically hop on the bus to a particular condo, a particular condo which I had passed by for how many minutes now but which i had never suspected would have a music studio.
Hidden in it was how much Scott has adapted to this place. It was magnificent, it was simply awe inspiring and I find I am simply looking around everywhere, like a little idiot.
"The music studio is on the first floor" Oakley says and she quickens her steps. I'm guessing that she's more concerned about my brother than I am and I smile at this.
At least he has two bodyguards now.