{{ Emily's Point of View }}
Okay so remember how I said that I would try my very best to not look at this kid? Well I completely utterly failed bevause I had caught a few glances through the plane ride, which isn't over at all because I am going all the way to Los Angeles, California.
Right now, I am guessing we are 7 hours away. But don't think I am right, I am not the best guesser around.
I looked out the window, noticing the sun was rising and you could see all the buildings we past by from up here.
I could really use some sleep right now, I am way beyond tired.
" I should look at him just one more tike before I get some sleep." I thought to myself as I played on my phone.
Oh heck, what bad would it do if I did. I looked over at him and sat in awe as I watched him sleeping, light snores escaping his lips.
Okay, that sounded creepy. I am sorry.
I put my phone back in my backpack and got the blanket and pillow, getting comfortable to sleep.
After adjusting myself, I closed my eyes and before I knew it, I was out like a light.
I fluttered my eyes open as I heard a bunch of shuffling and looked over to see that most people were getting off the plane.
Wow, I slept a long time.
I stood up and rubbed my eyes, grabbing my backpack and putting it over my shoulder.
" Oh I am so sorry, I didn't see your foot there." I apologized to the boy, who was insanely hot.
" No it's okay. I'm Brad by the way." He smiled an held his hand out,
I shook it and smiled. " I'm Emily."
" That's a beautiful name. Now I think we should start going before those women over there get pissed real bad at us." He chuckled as he pointed over to the flight attendants.
I nodded and walked down the airplane until I reached the exit and got off.
" So what brings you to LA?" Brad asks as he reaches up to me.
" Camp." I smiled.
" That's cool. Anyways I have to go this way. It was nice meeting you Em." He smiled and walked away.
Well * sighs * now I am alone.
I kept walking until I reached the baggage claim and got all my luggage.
I had finally finished with all of the things I needed to do and went over to where your family waits for you and all.
" Oh Emily!" I heard someone yell and I turned around to see my Aunt Martha smiling widely at me.
" Hey Aunt Martha, it's nice to see you again." I weakly smiled.
No it is not.
" I missed you too, now lets hurry along. We don't want you to get late to camp, right?" She smiled and took a hold of my hand, dragging me over to the exit.
" So tell me, how is your father?" She asks once we are driving on the expressway.
" He's good. You would know, if you called him." I rolled my eyes and looked out the window.
" You know him and I have our differences. Now since it's ten in the morning, take some sleep because I bet you're jet lagged and I want you to be in a good mood once we het there." She smiled and kept her eyes on the road.
I nodded and adjusted the seat back, laying down and grabbing my blanket from one of my luggage and putting it over me.
" Emily, wake up." Aunt Martha whispered in my war. I groaned getting up and stretching.

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