Plane to Scotland

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Why do they have flights at 3:30m in the morning... I mean granted I normally wake up at that time to stare at the ceiling after a nightmare but it's currently 1:30am and I am running around the house double triple check if I have everything after showering and putting on some comfy clothes for this stupid 12 hour long flight with 2 stopovers, so the next 14 are about to be hell.

"THOMAS GET IN THE CAR" My mum shouts at me as I throw my hoodie over my head with a baseball cap and sprint down the stairs. Throwing my duffle bag and suitcase in the trunk, I jump on the passenger seat to see a very tired Rose and Colin in the back seats.

"Morning" We all mumble to each other clearly not wanting to be awake where my mother has no issue with shouting for the whole of LA to hear.

"What are the time zone changes like?" Colin asks me looking at my flight tickets.

"Leaving LA at 3:30 on the 30th of November to arrive in Newcasle for it to be around like midnight when we land when its only 3/4pm in LA... Then one of us will need to Drive to St abbs. So Jet lag is going to be a killer." I explain leaning against the window of the car.

"You need to sleep on the plane at what would be a normal time to sleep in Scotland so your not as jetlagged" My mum explains and I know she's right she does this all the time for his sake but it doesn't make it any easier I can't even work out the math in my head for the 8 hour gap.

"Ughh we are on set the day after we land I don't get how you do this all the time mum" I complain and I can hear roses little snores from behind me as we drive to the airport.

"Practice little prince that's all your be okay after a few days and at least in January you're only going to Atlanta"

"I know I know but still." I close my eyes to avoid the headlights that are giving me a stinging headache, I think I fell asleep because I'm being nudged when we are outside the airport and I look over at my mum who has glassy eyes.

"Mum please don't cry it's for a month and ill be back for Christmas and new year," I say and I am wrapped up in a suffocating scull crushing hug.

"Okay so you have everything right? You can call me at anytime I don't care what time it is here. If you get hurt on set I will kill you, if you get hurt off set I will kill Brianna and Tessa. I love you be safe and come back in one piece. I swear anyone gives you any hassle I will be on the first plane to England before they can apologise" My mother states in the most protective manor you could imagine it's like trying to fight a Lioness for her cub. I try and pull away before she smothers me but I can't she's just tightening her grip on my neck placing kisses on my head. "Scar the boy go" Colin complains as he opens my door with my bags he has got out of the boot.

My mother reluctantly let's go as I jump out of the car and to the back to say bye to my little gremlin. "I'm going to miss my favourite girl, keep mama company and don't get into too much trouble without me. I will call you at the weekends and I will be back to watch you open your presents from Santa" I say to the little Koala who is now crying into my neck. "Please don't go" She sniffles and it breaks my heart. "We can count down the days together and ill bring you back a present. Plus mama has told me you have a few ice cream dates with your new friend" Rose pulls away from my neck to look at mum who now has a glare on her face aimed at me knowing she now has to sit with Florence and Rose while I am away, and nods at the little one which makes her loosen her grip. We say our goodbyes as I put her back in her car seat and we do our little handshake ending with the kiss on the thumb like always.

Colin and I hug goodbye before throwing my bag on my back and pull my hood up with my hat on. I wave as they drive off and head into the airport. Working my way through security and finding my way to the gate to see two very grumpy actresses huddled up nearly asleep in the corner of the Gate lounge.

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