The Assistant Pt.27 The tour bus rolled to a stop. Everyone bounced back to normal. Frank was still a little weak, but ok. Mikey and Frankie got out my room so I could get dressed in day clothes.The Assistant Pt.27 by ~alaskanchick
Come on Helena. Hurry up. Ray called.
Im coming. I buttoned my pants when I a giggled. Frank, grow up.
No way. Frankie replied.
We parked the bus in the garage of a huge blue house. The inside of the house looked like a coffee shop by the way it was painted and smelled like it too.
Welcome home. Mikey said. Ill show you to your room, senorita.
I grabbed my duffel bag of clothes and followed him up stairs. The room that was mine was painted black with a full moon and stars on the ceiling. An Ebony wood four poster queen sized bed was in the middle of the room. A silver mirror was mounted above a matching dresser.
My god, its beautiful.
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