Chapter 8

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     We stop in San Diego. I say goodbye to the old couple and wait for the next flight. I open the phone my dad got me and it comes with a charger and only his contact. I only need my dad in my life anyway. I get some food and check out social media. I log into Instagram and see that StarStrings are back in LA. There is a 5 percent chance, I will met Milo again but a girl can dream. I catch my next flight and it was fast. My dad texts me and says are you there yet?
Dad: Are you there yet?
Me: Yes I am. I just landed.
Dad: That's good honey. What are you going to do now?
Me: Find a place to sleep.
Dad: I booked you a hotel for the week. So, you can stay there. You are on your own after that, Aliya. Find a job so you have a way to provide for yourself.
Me:Yessir! What hotel?
Dad: Holiday Inn Los Angeles -LAX Airport
Me:Okay dad. I'll call an Uber. I will let you know when I'm in the hotel.
Dad: Okay. Bye honey.
       I call the Uber and I get to my hotel. This place is nice. I call my dad and we talk for a little bit. I settle in and then I get to my room and take a shower. I finally feel clean. I go job hunting. First, look at the shops there and they are not looking for any new employees. Then, I make it to an outlet where everything is. A cinema, weird people in costumes, hand prints of famous people. There is so much here. There is an area where they have performances so I check it out. These men our break dancing and then they pull me in and tell me to break it down. I get nervous and begin to do the sprinkler. Everyone starts laughing so I run back to my hotel. It was so scary but fun at the same time. People are full of life here. Maybe tomorrow I will perform there but for now. I am going to rest.

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