Authors note: The first chapter was kind of dry, I apologize, but in the next few chapters have something exciting planned
Chapter 2- I love Jake Already....
Dear Diary.
September 2nd, 2015.We were actually moving to Texas. As of right now I'm in the car with my mom, we're on our way to an airport, where they would be taking us to Texas. Our boxes with everything in it will be at our new house a few days after, she rented a truck to drive everything down to Texas, because I started school in less than a week, we had to get down there fast. We packed things into suitcases that we could use until our U-haul came with everything else.
I wasn't ready for this new adventure.Sincerely, Em.
"Oh my god, Emily! I left a plane ticket back at home! It must be on the kitchen counter!" my mom says giving me the one plane ticket, "Here you go ahead and fly down, here's the keys to the new house, and I already have someone picking us.. well you up from the airport down there to take to you to the new house, I'll see you later!"
What was she doing?
I put my suitcase onto the airplane where the flight attendant tells me to put them. I was riding in firstclass.
Niceeee.As everyone got situated in their seats, a boy finally sits down next to me, smiling.
"What?" I turn to look at him, he's been smiling at me for at least 10 minutes.
"What?" he mocks my voice.
His eyes were a bluish green and he looked at me like I've took candy from a baby, and he was the baby."Why are you looking at me smiling?"
"Because you're beautiful."
"That doesn't mean keep looking at me smiling like some freak."
"Well, hey I'm sorry, But you are extremely beautiful, what's your name?"
"I'm Emily, and you are?"
"You mean you've never heard of me?" he smirks.
"Yeah, so?"
"Wow. My name is Jake." He stops looking at me and reach into his pockets, he pulls out a pair of earbuds and plugs them into his phone, he puts one earbud in his left ear, and the other one in my right ear.
He turns to Kendrick Lamar-Alright.
I love Jake already.
I didn't think anyone else listened to Kendrick Lamar besides me.
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