Hypnotize Me {Matthew Espinosa}

Chapter I

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Click. The sound of my mouse goes when I click the like button. It was a new vine that Matthew Espinosa posted.

I stood up and walked to the kitchen to grab an apple. After I ate it to the core, I threw it in the garbage can.

I have to pack for my flight tomorrow to California. I wanted to look at the college campuses around there. It is my last year of highschool and all. Geesh can't wait to leave all these obnoxious people.

I walked back to my room and sat down on the ground. I began packing my clothes and necessities. I'll only be staying there for a week so I shouldn't pack so much.

"Hey, do you need anything from Walmart? , i'm gonna head there." My mom asks my while peeking from the door.

"Uh maybe shampoo and conditioner? Gotta keel this hair fresh." I tell her with a smile.

She laughs. "I can manage that. I'll be back in an hour or two." She says before disappearing into a abyss we call a hallway.

I finished packing, and made sure to leave some room for the shampoo and conditioner.

I walk to the bathroom to take a shower because I needed to go to sleep soon.

I look in the mirror and look at my dirty blonde hair that looks like a birds nests and my brown eyes that look duller than a unfunctioning light bulb.

I strip of my clothes and proceed to take a warm shower.

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I flutter my eyes open and stretch my arms.

Suddenly the sunlight hits my face.

"Oh Jesus."

I squint my eyes trying to get used to the lighting. I tapped my phones home button to check the time. 7:59.

Woke up one minute before the alarm. What type of sorcery is this?!

I stood up and walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth, and use the toilet of course.

After all that I put on some light blue jeans, a black tank top under a flannel, with a pair of Vans. I let my wavy hair fall naturally because it's not like I'm going to meet anyone special.

I pull my suitcase down the hallway, ready to say goodbye to my dog for the week.

"Bye girl. Love you, remind mom to feed you." I kissed her head and stood up.

"Mom let's go." Looking around for my mom.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Her purse in her hands.

She opened the door while grabbing my suit case, and ran outside with it.

She's weird.

I walk out and close the door.

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Squeezing though the aisles of the plane.

Seat 18C

Aha! There it is. Window seat yus!