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Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally. Sadly.
Guess who's getting on a plane? That's right. Me. Yay. Note the sarcasm. Why, you ask? Because I have to go back home for Christmas. I'm in college, as I may have written earlier, and I'm getting a holiday break for two weeks. Now, usually my parents pick me up, but this year they're running a Christmas play at my old school. I'm scared. What if the plane crashes? What if there's a storm? What if we get stranded? There's so many possibilities. I wish Trish was here so she could just slap me and scream in my face that everything is going to be fine. Oh, looks like we're at the airport. Well, I'll write in you later.
I closed my book and looked up at the huge airport in front of me. I stepped out of the cab and helped Luis, the cabdriver, get my suitcases from the trunk. I carried my book and my bag. As I made my way to the front desk, I was trampled by many screaming girls. All I could see from my current position on the gravel was that they were holding signs that read: 'Austin Moon, Marry me!' and 'I love you Austin!' They were the definition of crazy. I picked up my things and got up off the floor. I dusted my jeans off and continued to make my way towards the front desk to get my flight number.
"Uhmm, excuse me, I need my flight number." I said shyly to the nice-looking lady up front. She glanced at me and rolled her eyes. She went on to ask me all my flight information before finally giving me what I really needed. She may have looked nice, but she wasn't. I thanked her politely and went to waiting room 8. (1.)
I walked slowly to the waiting room. There were only about 3 other people there, which were all elders. It was pretty crammed in there so I sat as far away from everyone as I could. I sat in the most secluded corner I could find. I went to take my book out when I saw a figure sit down in the seat next to me. I looked up and saw a masculine figure with a hoodie and cap covering his facial features. Some dark sunglasses cover up his eyes.
He was nervously looking down at the floor. I saw some blonde hair peeking through his cap. I couldn't see much more. "Hiding from someone?" I blurted out. Curse my curiosity. He shook his head slowly. He looked up for the first time and saw my expression. "I-uhh. I m-mean-uh." He stuttered out, and I couldn't help but laugh at how nervous he was. "What's so funny?" He asked embarrassed.
I smirked and shook my head. "Oh. Nothing." I replied innocently. I noticed that his glasses were slipping off, and the fact that he kept shaking and moving his head didn't help. Suddenly, as expected, they fell to the ground. I now saw that he had brown eyes. They were really beautiful. He looked pretty panicked. He made no movement to pick the glasses up so I, being nice and such, picked them up for him. I handed them back to him, and he quickly put them back on.
He looked oddly familiar in my opinion. "Have we ever met?" I, once again, blurted out. And, once again, I cursed my curiosity. "No. Of course not. We've never seen each other." He replied rather quickly. I nodded in response. He kept his face hidden from me for the next few minutes. He did stay seated so I guess I didn't completely scare him away. He was tapping his foot in a catchy tune. About ten minutes later they called my flight number and I gathered my things up. I started walking to the exit when a voice stopped me.
1. I'm not sure how the whole airport process goes. It's been too long since I've been in one.
Okay, so this is more of a preview, which is why is was so short. I'm pretty sure you can guess who the guy was. Anyways, I want to know what you think so go on and review. Thanks!(: