Chapter 23: West End Kids

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•Jakayla's POV•
I walk up the ramp and into the plane. I can't wait to see Phil again. Memories drift through my head. Phil and I eating popcorn and watching Finding Nemo. Phil crying into my shoulder after I told him I was leaving. The tears silently stream down my face. I finally reach my seat, sit down, and buckle. I fell into a deep sleep.
As I drift back into the world of the living, I hear a woman's voice saying, "We are now landing in London, England. Please, buckle and stay in your seat."
The plane starts to descend. Finally the plane lands. We taxi to the airport and are finally allowed to leave. After collecting my carry-on and purse, I walk off the plane to be met with the humidity of a summer day in London. I walk over to the luggage pick-up and find my bright blue suitcase. I walk towards the entrance to find Phil with a tall, brown haired boy with fringe like his. I wonder who he is? "PHIL!" I shout.
"Jakayla!" He shouts in reply. Grins so big that they would rip if they were any larger. We hug for about a minute before a cough interrupts us. I suddenly remember the tall brown haired boy standing near us. "Phil, is there someone you want to introduce me to?"
"Oh! Right! This is Jakayla Wentz, my friend. Jakayla, this is Dan Howell, my best friend and flat mate."
"Hi there, nice to meet you."

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