I was pleasantly surprised when I noticed that about a quarter of the way through the flight, when we could have our devices out, that I got involved in a group text with Ashely, Star, and Liz about who had dibs on which guy.
I call the one with the bandana! Messaged Star.
I want the one with the dark hair humming to the music in his earphones. Exclaimed Ashely.
There's no real men on this plane! Whined Liz.
Well if we are calling boys, then I wouldn't mind bieber. I noted.
The conversation lasted for about an hour before we could barely keep our eyes open.
I turned off my phone and took one last look around the plane before drifting off and dreaming of LA.
This was only the beggining.
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That Kind Of Love
Fanfiction16 year old Dakota Preston has no idea what she's getting herself into when she plans on sneaking away to LA with her best friends over spring break. Wild and free, the girls discover the kinds of trouble they can get themselves into, and what a fun...
