Elena;
we sat in the terminal lounge in the busy heathrow airport, i glanced over at my friends who sat next to me.
there was four of us; alex, cara, louise, and me.
we all live in a small village just outside london, and we've got bored of it all, tiny thatched houses and rain, we're going on a roadtrip, and the best part is that it's in america.
"elena, you coming?" cara said giggling, I looked up and saw that everyone was heading to the gate to board the plane.
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after the nine hour flight we finally got to california, as soon as we stepped off the plane the heat surrounded us.
we got an uber to our hotel for the night, we were all jet lagged and hyper.
we stepped into our room in the hilton hotel, we all ran to the two double beds and planned sleeping arranges.
"there better be hot boys on the roadtrip" louise says, sitting on the velvet chair in the room, running her fingers through her long wavy blonde hair. we all smirked, typical louise.
alex already had her brunette hair up in a bun and her pyjamas on, and lay in bed.
"guys, i reckon we get some sleep and tomorrow we'll go rent our rv?" i say taking off my shoes and sitting down on the bed me and cara were sharing. they all agreed and we got changed and got to sleep.
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the next day, i forced everyone to get up early, we were so hyped.
we got the rv from the car rental place and pulled our suitcases and items onto the spacious rv, cara and alex would take it in turns to drive, and louise and i will occasionally give directions but mainly chill.
"right, first stop san fran!"
