Today was the last day of packing. I cried most of the time because I don't want to leave my friends, my house, nor my town. But I told myself just suck it up and deal with it. I will be moving to Florida from Washington. You all might think that I am from Washington D. C. the city but really I am from Washington the state. So going to a sunny state from a cold state will be, new.
''Marrissa let's go or we might miss the plane!" That's my awesome mom. Well more like a O. C. D. mom. O. C. D.- obsessive cleaning disorder.
"I'm coming. I'm coming."
We got in the car and are heading to the airport. It's worst seeing the town as I leave. Hoping that we pass it fast, I fall asleep.
"Wake up. Wake up. We have ten minutes to be on the plane." I woke up at the airport and got out. We almost ran to the plane, just catching it before lift off.
When I sat down I notice that I wouldn't be sitting with my mom. But I am okay. I looked around thinking, I am fifteen and have never been in a plane before. Well I have a boring life. While I was looking around I noticed a really cute boy, about my age sitting right next to me. He noticed me the same time I noticed him. So we looked at each other then we looked away. But I looked back and caught him blushing.
Dose he like me? Do I like him? I guess I will never know, being I am to big of a wimp to talk to him. "Everyone please take a seat, fasten your seat belts, and turn off your devices. We will now begin lift off." I took out my phone and shut it down. Then went to sleep.
About two hours later I woke up with some hot cocoa on the folding table in front of me. "It's from your mom." The boy next to me told me. "My name is James, the flight attendant told me to tell you that the cocoa is from your mom."
"Thanks. My name is Marrissa." No! I could feel it, I'm blushing. I'm blushing. Wait. He's blushing too. Great I'm in the clear.
"So..." He's trying to start a conversation. Happy face. In my mind, of course. "...why are you heading to Florida? Vacation?"
"No,I'm moving there." I am crazy. I can't believe that I am actually talking to him.
"Same."
So for the next few of hours we talked and I didn't even embarrass myself. But then he asked for my number. Happy face. Oops, he saw it and he smiled. I gave him my digits and then he gave me his.
"Every one please sit down and fasten your seat belts we will be beginning our descent."
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