BIANCA'S P.O.V.
I took a deep breath as I found myself standing on the first step, getting off of that annoying plane. The trip was long and awful. It made me feel so sick that I felt I could collapse at anytime and fall to the end of the stairs. The wind was blowing through my hair making it get all over my face. That, combined with my shaky body made me look like a total weirdo.
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Moooooving onnn, the weather was amazing, warm and sunny, something like the perfect mixture of Meghan Fox and Katy P. I've missed this so much! Actually, unlike the other girls, it's not my first time here, because of the moving of my relatives. I'll want to go visit my beloved aunt, Roxanne, who lives not very far from where we are going to stay. I haven't seen her in ages, but she's the absolute best.
After I was brutally woken up from my daydream, and told that I wasn't "alone",my friends started acting like they usually do.
Joanna was screaming at the sun, gesturing franatically around, her pale and "sensitive" skin which had never seen the light before, starting to get pinkish. Zoey was acting like a freaking diva. She grabbed her sunglasses and put them on slowly shouting: "Austraaaliiiiiiaaa". I rolled my eyes playfully and looked over at Aria... I couldn't stop myself from laughing. She slept almost all the way here (just like me actually) and had no idea about the little prank Joanna and Zoey pulled on her by drawing random things on her face. I now understand why Zoey always carries her permanent marker with her. Poor Aria was smiling cluelessly... If only she knew...
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As we went through the airport, to the place from where we could take our luggages and leave, we couldn't forget Aria's "new look". Everywhere we went people giggled and gossiped, pointing at her. She felt proud and smiled back and then we, like some motherfuckers, laughed with the strangers. Poor Aria. But it was so funny! When finally someone went by and told her she has something on her face we couldn't stop her running to the bathroom, embarrased.
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ARIA'S P.O.V.
I needed to get through the sea of people way back to the bathroom. I felt awful. I should have figured out that something was wrong, too many people were looking at me. And it wasn't in a good way of course!
I ran as fast as I could. I didn't even care if any of the girls followed me or not. I needed to wash the embarrasment away. Literally.
When I finally reached the women's door, I stormed in straight to the mirror. I couldn't believe what those bitches did. I should have expected it though... Joanna was there...
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ZOEY'S P.O.V.
When we finally arrived to the girls' bathroom, Aria was desperately washing her face, splashing the water everywhere while some strangers were frowning at her.
"Why did you do this?" She said while forcing herself not to cry.
"Come on, it's not that bad..." Bianca responded with a forced smile.
"Plus, you look better that way" she giggled.
"Hah. Not funny. Could you help me at least?" Aria mumbled angryly.
"Ok, ok. Jeez." I said, rising my hands dramatically.
"Uh-huh, I don't wanna break the party but we are going to lose our luggages if we don't hurry" intrerrupted Joanna.
"That's right! We have to go. You are almost washed up. Let's go"
"Almost? She looks terrible" I laughed.
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Old Scars/Future Hearts
Fanfiction4 British girls, ready for the time of their lives. 4 Australian guys, dreaming to become a band. Bianca, Zoey, Aria and Joanna are four best friends who've just moved to a beachside neighborhood in Sydney, Australia. Their happiness suddenly fades...