MARK, I'M COMING

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-Jacks Pov-

The video ended. "That went a lot better than I thought." I mutter, "Why the Fuck wouldn't he want me to come down? OH SHITE! I still haven't packed I have to pack now." I start running to my room. After hours of packing, I finish. 

I turn around.

I see my camera is recording. "FUCK!" I start walking towards my camera. Sadly, I dropped my X-BOX controller on the floor. 

I trip. And fall straight onto my computer and hit send to Youtube. "Ummm, well I guess they can enjoy my video called, 'The day and the life of Sean!'" I laugh at my own joke. I look at my phone. "Time to go to the airport."  I grab my bag, head out of my door, and run to the car.

I arrive at the airport. Security SUCKS. The lines go 2 kl. per hour. I start falling asleep while standing.

"HEYYYYY. ARE YOU GOING TO MOVE?" Shouted this elderly woman

"I'm so sorry." I walk ahead and go through security. I start walking to the gate. I check my phone, 4:30. "This may be a while. I find a seat near two kids.

"OMG, IT'S JACKSEPTICEYE!" One girl said.

The other one starts talking, "NO WAY BITCH LETS GET A PIC. HASHTAG SAWJACKSEPTICEYEATTHEAIRPORT!" 

"Lets not." I exclaim

"Boarding flight 123." Finally time to get on.

Only to realize I have to sit next to those two girls. "Excuse me, two beers. And keep them coming." I say to the flight attendant. She looks shocked. I laugh, "It's going to be a long flight!"

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