Morgan
January 25, 22
I got to the airport just on time. JFK was always busy, so it wasn't exactly easy to get past security and to the boarding gate on time. Just as I arrived at the gate, they started boarding. Usually, I would want to stop at Starbucks and get a coffee or something before a flight but I obviously didn't have time.
I was seated in first class, so I didn't have to worry about sitting with anyone else. In that moment, I was praising the fact that Neymar was wealthy. Before we took off, I texted him.
About to take off, I'll text when we land
And with that, I put my AirPods in and turned my phone on airplane mode. I had Spotify Premium, so I could easily download songs to listen to.
After we took off, flight attendants came around giving out drinks and snacks. I gratefully accepted a cup of apple juice. It'd be my substitute Starbucks.
"You Belong With Me" by Taylor Swift started playing in my AirPods when I was getting comfortable. I had a TV, but I preferred sleep. I'd probably be major jet lagged when I got to Paris, and assuming I'd be up all night, it was a good idea to rest. To the left of me was a table, where I kept my apple juice. There was a little gate to keep my area private, and the chair was reclined.
Without another thought, I dozed off to sleep.
When I woke up, I looked at my phone. Google maps said I was over the ocean, just 300 miles from Portugal. The time was ten pm, but I knew in Paris it was probably about eleven. I assumed there would be about two hours left.
It was a decent nap, I had to admit. When I woke up, I decided to watch a movie. I didn't really think I could fall back asleep. I was starting to feel anxious, Paris was a place I've never been to. I was also really excited to meet Neymar.
I looked at the list of movies available on the TV. Most were kids movies, so I settled on watching a Disney Movie I'd probably watched before.
I looked at my phone about twenty minutes later and it said 11:36. I figured we'd crossed into the area where the time zones changes again. I looked out the window, and we were still over the sea. It was hard to see because it was pretty dark out. I saw a cloud in the distance, which was pretty.
I put my AirPods back in, dismissing the movie I had put on. The song "hostage" by Billie Eilish played first, and I rested my head back against the seat.
When we landed, it was after one in the morning. Once I got into the airport, I took my phone off of airplane mode and looked at my messages. I had one from Neymar, one from Sierra, and one from Christian. Christian's read;
Ha ha, text when you make it. Safe travels
I texted him back.
Just got here
Sierra's was the same thing. I told her I made it safe. I opened Neymar's.
I'm here, near the Starbucks, text when u land
I texted him back immediately. I didn't like being in airports alone. Everyone around me was communicating in French.
I just landed, I'll look at a map to see where that is
I looked around for a map. My heart was pounding. When I found one, it said the Starbucks was down by the food court. I had to take a left and walk half a kilometer.
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Fanfiction⁑ morgan pulisic is a model, and the twin sister of professional footballer christian pulisic. love has failed her before, and she doesn't believe in it anymore, until neymar comes along. at first, they talk over messages. then, he flies her to pari...