chapter 2 (dylan above^)

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A two hour car journey later we pull up next to the airport getting out my parents car I turn to my mess of a best friend "don't worry Sara I will see you soon can't get rid of me that easily" she laughs a little but ends up sniffling " I'm just going to miss you so much you have to call and Skype all the time I love you" again Sara is full on bawling "hey its okay just think I will be causing hell over in America I will miss my partner in crime though" laughing lightly I pull away and turn to my parents "bye mom,dad see you in a couple years" I turn ad walk off to catch my flight.

Sitting on the plane I put in my headphones and start blasting fall out boy I slowly feel my eyelids become heavy and soon I'm in a deep sleep

****7 hours later****
"Would all passengers make sure seat belts are fastened as we are landing in L.A.X thank you" sleepily wrapping up my headphones I wait for the plane to land.

Walking through the doors to baggage claim I see my aunt and uncle standing waiting for me sighing heavily I make my way over "ella hi it's been a while you've grown up so much" my aunt says cheerily "yeah thanks aunt Marie can we go now" I lazily reply "eh sure sure douglas get her bags" she says causing my uncle to grab my bags "nice to see you again ella, your bike is at the house already and you will start school tomorrow since Monday" "sure whatever"

**30 mins later**
We pull up to the house and sitting outside is my baby I jump out the car and run to her my gorgeous sleek black kawasaki ninja 250r "is it okay if I have the keys and go for a ride"
I ask exitedly jumping on the back my uncle is the one to reply "sure catch" he throws the keys to me and I catch them with ease "thanks see ya later"
Turning the keys I feel the familiar roar of life and I'm off.

Racing down the streets over the limit is exhilarating the feeling of the wind under my helmet. just taking a look around town I turn back and head home to prepare for school in the morning just great (hint of sarcasm)

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