Martina
Slow down, grab the wall. Wiggle like you-
I hit 'dismiss' on my phone and roll out of my sheets- falling on my ass.I head over to my closet and find baggy dance pants and a big hoody. I pull my hair into a French braid and pull my hood over my head. I put on the pants and grab my white beats by dre.
I head over to the bathroom brushing my teeth and then putting the tooth brush and tooth paste in my carry on.
I put my beats around my neck and call up a taxi. The taxi man grabs my luggage and puts it in the trunk as I sit with my carry on in the back of his car.
"Where to?" He asks
"Miami airport please" I say as politely I can be at 2 in the morning.
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He pulls up to the airport and heads to the trunk of the car to grab my luggage. I get out and pay him, grabbing my luggage from his grasp.I walk into the airport to the machine that dispenses your ticket on paper. I then walk to the baggage area and stand in line for a bit. I reach the nice lady and give her my two bags and she puts the sticker that indicates where it should go.
Then heading over to security giving the man my ticket to scan and him giving it back to me. I walk through security and everything goes smoothly.
I head to terminal E with my back pack as my carry on. I sit on the bench waiting for a while, listening to music. Then I hear a female voice "Flight 420 to Seattle Washington now boarding"
I wait for the line to clear up and then I get up to board the plane. I hand the lady my ticket and she scans it and hands it back.
"Enjoy your flight" she fake smiles smiles. You could tell she doesn't want to be here so early.
"Thank you" I smile and head into the weird tube that connects you to the plane. I wait through the line until I actually get in the plane and I gladly have a aisle seat.I sit down next to what looks like a newly wed couple. Putting my headphones on I start listening to Beyonce's 7/11 before drifting off to sleep.
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"Ma'am you need to wake up to turn off your electronics. We will be landing shortly" the flight attended says way to perkily. Bitch. I turn off my phone completely. "Thank you" she fake smiles."Please fasten your seatbelt. We will be landing in rainy Seatle Washington in a moment" the pilot says over the interview and the 'fasten seatbelt' light over head turns red.
I brace for impact since this is the scariest part in my opinion. The plane bounces a couple times before landing completely with both it's wheels. The pilot start breaking and then pulls off the airstrip to connect to a terminal.
"We won't be opening the doors for another 5 minutes, please stay steated" the pilot says over the intercom again.
As all the kids started to get jumpy. The doors finally opened and everyone was trying to leave as fast as possible. Like no Bitch this ain't the hunger games.I let the couple through and I sat- waiting for everyone to get off before I stood up.
I got in the aisle and grabbed my back pack from the floor where my feet where and walked through to the front of the plane. I thanked the pilot and the bitchy flight attendants and walked out of the tube.
I then headed over to Starbucks to grab a coffee. After, I headed to McDonald's since I'm starving and have another flight.
I sit at the terminal C getting ready for my last flight since this is a lay over. I munch on my mc chicken and sip on my mocha- scrolling through my instagram.
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"Flight 501 now boarding going to los Angeles California."
I stand up and get in line. I'm Ready to get this flight over with.I get in the plane and same bitchy flight attendants. I walk to my seat and then the pilot as we are taking off turns on the intercom "wee!" And then hands up. Man I love this pilot.
I fall asleep and then wake up to the same thing as last time. "Please turn off your electronic devises. Thank you" the flight attendant smiles and walks away.
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I walk off the plane shaking the pilots hand and then getting out of the word ass tube.I go to baggage claim to grab my luggage then head to the exit and go outside where the bus should be.I pull out the mask and put it on and make sure my hair isn't visible. I pull on my hood and pull the draw strings tighter a bit and then as if on Que, the bus comes up to the Doors.
I lied again but I promise next chapter will have the boys.
Love you
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Fiksi RemajaMartina Diaz. Hip Hop Dancer. magcon? lowercase intended.