chapter 2- "See My Tears"

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It was a rainy day, we got dressed up and ready to go when Ari just started crying all over again.

"Ari? Calm the fuck down! You can cry when you'll actually see him, not now!"

"OK okay... Sorry, but he won't see my tears in the rain anyways."

We got out of our house and got into the car, I sat down and drove us to the airport.

Once we got there we gave our keys to the hot guy in the red and black tuxedo, to park our car, and started walking towards the entry of the airport.

The airporr was kind of different from what it looked like in our last flight, which was last year. Now it's a little bit bigger and a lot more cleaner.

We gave our passports to the nice woman, passed through the reception and got into the Duty-Free to buy some food, of course.

We barely talked and I'm not sure why. I guess both of us were under so much pressure.
We were about to make the biggest dream of our lives to come fucking true. We have never thought it will happen, thought we always imagined it, but we have never, not for one seconed believed it will happen.

Meeting them! Is this really happening? Are we really on our way to America to see Kellin and Kelly right now? Well, I mean it is a pretty long flight so not right now but in 17 hours.

We set down and drank our fav coffee while staring at each other. Both of us were completely nervous, untill we just started laughing for no reason at all.

"Shhh you're laughing too loud! It's the middle of the night people are tired!"

Ari said to me while laughing even louder herself.

"I don't give a fuck, Ari. They are going to fly the hell away from this horrible country, they should be happy not tired."

She agreed with me.

We were both known around our family and friends by hating our country. Not because of Politics though, just because we didn't fit in, and we felt like that for as long as we remembered.

It got so much better when we found the right music, when we found Kellin Quinn and Machine Gun Kelly. Our lives finally had a purpose, something to hold on to.

The sound of the airport announcer interrupted my thoughts:

"Flight number 815 please start getting on board, the flight leaves in 10 minuets, thank you."

"Ari, We need to get on the plane!"

"I'm coming!!"

We got on there just in time and sat down in our seats.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 21, 2016 ⏰

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