Jasmine's POV
I get settled into my seat beside this nice old lady she doesn't speak english at all, so I block out her nonsense and try to look interested in whatever it is she's saying. When she seems to be done the seat buckling signal comes on and my stomach does a flip floppy thing. I stare out the window at the wet grey pavement from the warm spring rain we had just gotten. It starts to roll away underneath us and I cleanch my fist digging my nails into my palms. Closing my eyes, I hum a slow version of Your Nickel ain't Worth My Time by Sleep With Sirens. I feel the plane tip upwards and my humming grows into a low song. I can only imagine how odd I looked, but it's a hell of a lot better then having a melt down on a plane full of people. Even the babies and young children aren't screaming and I feel a little silly by the time we're leveled out. My stomach is still turning and i feel like i'm going to be seriously sick. The second the seatbelt sign is off I'm up like a bullet and into the small bathroom throwing up what little food I had eaten that day.
"Are you okay in there love?" A male voice asks sounding concerned.
Damn Canadians. We're too nice I swear it even wears off on tourists.
"Yeah, I just get a little motion sick sometimes. i'll only be another minute or two." I lean back on my heels and flush the toilet.
"You were the one singing when we took off, right?" The voice on the other side of the door asks.
"Uh, it was more of a light hum... sorry of I bothered anyone it just calms me down when I get nervous like this." I splash water on my face hoping this is just a dream.
I hate when people hear me sing. Everyone says I have a great voice I'm just really self conscious and don't like the attention. That's why I like to stay quiet. No one asks questions, so i don't have a chance to embarrass myself any more than usual.
"You're actually really good." I can hear the smile in his voice and I almost fall over when the plane moves too quickly to the left.
I open the door and come stumbling out face to face with Joe Sugg. Alex must be in heaven; if she even knows about him being on the same flight. I raise my eybrows and look him in the eyes giving him the what the fuck look.
"Wait, don't tell me you're some crazy fangirl. I just wanted to go to Toronto and see the CN tower. I can do that as a grown man." He smirks and puffs out his chest after his last comment.
"Fan? Yes. Crazy? No. At least I sure hope not." I laugh and smile looking around for Justine.
"Everyone's has a little crazy in them sweetheart." He makes the weirdest fucking face ever and I burst out laughing, almsot forgetting where we are.
" I should be getting back to my seat. Maybe we'll see you when we land?" I give him a small smile
" I'd like that." He follows me and sits in his seat beside a girl with really blonde hair.
Isabelle. Isabelle is sitting beside the Joe Sugg. That bitch better spill some serious beans especially since Alex almost had a fucking aneurysm when he followed her on twitter and retweeted one of her tweets to him.
I put in my earbuds and pull the air flight eye mask over my eyes and block out the lady talking to me about whatever it is she's trying to tell me about waiting for sleep to overtake me. I wake up when the seatbelt sign is back on. I push my brown hair out of my eyes and put it up into a messy bun. After I put my seatbelt on quickly but securely, I get myself back into the same position as before; with my fists clenches and eyes closed. I hum a random tune slightly louder than before because landing is way worse than taking off and quite frankly I could give less of a shit right now.
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"Where the actual fuck is my luggage?" Izz paces back and forth in front of the baggage claim looking between our full arms and her small carry on bag.
"Maybe they found all your druuugggsss" Alex stars to laugh, almost earning a slap from Isabelle so she quickly shuts up.
" I'm sure it'll be here soon Belle I wouldn't worry about it. Anyways we have tonnes of time." I reassure her as nicely as possible trying to be soothing.
"Belle, Really, I told you guys not to call me that." She glares at me before she notices the lauggage belt and her bag rolling by. She then practically dives to grabs it and hugs it extremely dramatically.
"I wasn't kidding about the drugs Justine I told you" alex whispered and Justine giggled
"You told us not to call you Bella. You didn't say shit about Belle." I reminded her with a smile trying to distract her fron her two friends with an apparent death wish
"Don't be a bitch Jas. Do you want to hear all about Joe?" We all nod violently and she laughs lightly before calling a cab and telling us every detail about the famous Youtuber and the other ones that we're sure to see and fall in love with over the next 7 days. This trip is going almost too well or maybe it's just our lucky day.
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Hayran KurguIsabelle, Justine, Alex and Jasmine were the best of friends, but couldn't be more different. With spring break fast approaching, the girls devise a plan in order to have the time of their lives. Meeting Youtubers along the way they form an unlikely...
