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Chapter 3

  "Mija, get up sweety." I hear a soothing voice say next to me say. She shakes my shoulder lightly and kisses my forehead. I groan, I slowly open my eyes. I see my mother stare back at me, she sighs lightly. I get up slowly and stretch out my arms and wipe the sleep out of my eyes. It's only been three hours, but that was the best sleep Iv'e had on a plane, I remember the last time I was on a plane...

*FLASHBACK* A couple years ago*

  "Mila, why are you so grumpy? It's just a small move. You'll meet new friends and people there. Mija you'll be happy there too, please give it a chance. This is what's best for the-" My mom said. I interrupt her.

  "Mom NO. It's not just a SMALL MOVE, we are moving 1,500 miles away! I don't want to meet new people. I'm happy here in Florida, don't you get that? I don't want to give it a chance because I know it will suck. There's nothing you can do that will change my mind! Mother, I don't want to move, why are you doing this to me?" I plead, tears in my eyes. I cross my hands in front of me and she stays silent. She looks stunned by my outburst, but I can see the tears already brimming in her eyes threatening to spill down her cheeks. By now the people on the plane are staring at us.

  "Karla-" I snicker at the use of my first name. "Camila, you know it's not like that. We HAVE to move, this move is what is best for our family." She reaches out and cups my cheek. I pull back at her touch. She sighs. I hear foot steps come our way.

  "Is everything all right here?" A too happy flight attendant asks with a fake smile. My mom turns her head toward the blonde and nods.

  "Yes, everything is fine here." My mother smiles to the middle aged women. The women turns her head and walks to the front of the air plane. Gosh I can't believe they're doing this to me! My own fucking parents stabbing me in the back and making me move to some dumb ass state. Who cares about Rhode Island, there's nothing there for me! So what my dad got a job there, why can't i stay here! I have a life here, but no i have to move. I have friends here and I have her. I love her... Lauren Jauregui. I can't just leave her...

*PRESENT*

  I laugh at the thought. I was so selfish during that move and so... naive and stupid. How could I not see how hurt my mother was at my distress. My parents were just trying to do what our family needed. I know I have to be better about moving this time, that's why I haven't really complained once. I'm mad, but I just need to listen to my mother on this. She was right the first time and she's probably right again, but I can't stand to admit it. My mother drags me out of my thoughts by grabbing my hand and running her thumb over my palm.

  "Camila, are you okay? Are you mad?" Concern is evident in her soft and silky voice. I nod my head and smile. There's no way I can make her feel bad again.

  "I'm perfectly fine Mom, you worry to much. I love you." I say as in attempt to ease her thoughts. She looks into my eyes for the truth.

  "Okay let's go." She pulls my hand. I let out the breathe I didn't know i was holding. I open the compartment above and grab our bags. "Listen mija, I really like really have to pee. So meet your father and sister, okay?" She urgently whispers. I snicker lightly and see her speed walk ahead to the opening of the plane saying excuse me to all the people ahead. I attempt to take out the last bag, but it slips out of my hand and falls to the floor. Shit! The contents of the bag sprawled to the floor. People walk around me trying to get out of the small confined metal death trap. I see someone crouch next to me and help. By someone I mean a particular blonde, named Sarah.

  "Trouble in paradise?" I hear Sarah say as she hands me the last of my belongings. I quickly stuff it in my bag and get up.

  "If this is paradise, then people need to change their ticket. But thanks for helping me." I reply and look into her eyes. Wow. I can't believe I didn't notice them before! I stare at her eyes in fascination. She laughs lightly, tucking a stray hair behind her ear.