"Have a nice day," Said the cashier at Forever21. I nodded, as me and my mom walked out.
"Excited for vacation?"
"Yeah! I got all my shorts and tank tops, two pairs of Jeggings in case, two long sleeves, all my T-shirts, and boots, Converse, and flip-flops." I
"We gotta get pack tonight. We are leaving early tomorow morning."
When we got home, I helped my mom pack her stuff. I love how beautiful she is with her long, brown hair, glowing green eyes, tan complexion, and skinny, slender body. Men are always staring at her, and my dad is always telling men to fuck off. He's a cool guy with his buff, lean body.
For me, I have short black hair, green eyes, and a tan complexion like my mom. I'm always being told I look like her.
My father then walked through the door, coming home from work. "I'm home!" He yelled, although we heard the door open and shut.
I hugged him and then made sure all my bags were packed. Flattener, brush, toothbrush, clothes, all good!
I went to sleep early, because i'm sure I won't be able to sleep for hours. I was awaken at 4 AM. "C'mon, Honey. Time for vacation!" My mom was hovering over me.
I rubbed my eyes and yawned, then went to brush my teeth in the bathroom. I'm actually kind of awake! I got dressed in a T-shirt, gray sweater, Jeggings, and my Converses. My boots and flip-flops were already packed. With my flattener i unpacked, I curled my hair a little and packed it up again.
"Ready?'' My mom asked, standing in the door with a bag. I nodded and grabbed my bags, brought them to the car, and we were off.
"We're at the airport." My mom smiled.
"Where will the car go?" I asked.
"A plane will take the cars to Florida."
"Yeah," my dad agreed. "I'm happy for this. Work was stressin' the hell out of me."
"I bet so. You've been working long hours for months now since one of your co-workers left."
We all unpacked our stuff, brought it to the airport, put everything on the plane and some people took the car there.
I slept most of the time on the plane, while staring at people and daydreaming about boys the other half of the time.
"We're in Florida," the person on the announcer said. Finally! Everyone started getting off the plane quick once it landed, even us. We were out of there in no time and ready for a happy, relaxing vacation.
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Kidnapped: And The Kidnappers Son Is Cute
Teen Fiction14 year old Gabriella Monroe goes on vacation with her family. Things are great once they get to Florida, but suddenly, a man begins to stalk Gabriella, and she is the only one to notice. Soon enough, he kidnappes her. But, hey!, his son is drop dea...