Paige's POV
It's time I head out to sunny, warm, Los Angeles. I grab my suitcase and backpack and say my goodbyes before my cab gets here.
When the cab pulls up I tell the man to drop me off at the airport and pick up my phone.
*phone call*
Me- "hey, I'm on my way to the airport to come to LA, can you pick me up when my flight lands?"
Other line- "yea sure, why me?"
Me- "that doesn't matter. See you in like 5 hours."
Other line- "ok. Bye."
I hang up and look out the window as the cab pulls up to the airport. "Six dollars and ten cents." The cab driver says.
I hand him a 10, "keep the change." I smile.
I grab my suitcase and walk into the airport, that's not even busy at all. Maybe like 20 people in sight. Small airports are often like that.
After waiting about a half hour I board my plane and put in my headphones.
*in Los Angeles*
I get off the plane and look around for my 'chauffeur'.
There. "Hey." I smile.
"Hey." He smiles back.
"I've missed you so much." I hug him.
"I've missed you too." He hugs me tightly.
"Thanks for picking me up."
"Yea, no problem. I don't drive so we gotta take a cab."
"That's fine." I smile and take his hand.
He hails a cab and we're quickly on our way. "Can we go visit Miranda?"
"Can I show you somewhere first?"
"Yea sure." I smile.
"First things first, where are you staying?"
"I don't know, I was thinking of staying in a cheap motel or something."
"You can stay at my house if you want."
"Yea sure, that'd be nice."
"Where am I taking you two?" The cab driver says in frustration.
"Take us to the walk of fame." Ethan says.
"Serious?" I whisper.
"Yea it's pretty neat there." He smiles.
-Paige
