"Are you sure it's no trouble for me to stay with you? I can book a hotel. it's really no problem." I said into my phone.
"Amanda, stop being ridiculous. I have a guest room with a bathroom and a small walk-in closet. I don't remember the last time anyone even used it." I was told, being reassured.
"Ok, if you're sure." I said quietly.
"I'll be at the airport to pick you up. Now, I've got to get some sleep but I'll see you tomorrow."
"Ok, goodnight. I love you." I smiled. I was really excited to be going to London. I haven't been there since I was 13 so I missed it a lot.
I finished packing my final items and then gently rolled my large suitcase down my small hallway and short flight of stairs. I stopped in the kitchen and grabbed a cup of tea with honey on my way out of the door. I made sure I had my key and then closed my already locked door behind me.
I got to my powder blue VW Beetle and loaded my suitcase and carry-on bag into the trunk. I tossed my purse onto the passenger seat and headed to the airport. I only lived about 15 minutes away from it so I had plenty of time. It's a good thing too, because there was a lot of traffic! Even after waiting for 45 minutes I made it to the airport in time to get my bag checked and grab a quick bite to eat. I finished my subway sandwich and threw away my garbage on my way to the gate for my flight to London.
I remember the last time I was on a plane leaving London. I was standing in line with my parents and sister, just about to board the plane when my best friend came running after me for a final hug. I let a silent tear run down my cheek but wiped it away before he could see. We were so competitive back then. I really miss hanging out with him like we used to but he's much too busy. With everything that's happened to him, I'd be surprised if he even remembered my name. We used to ha- "The nonstop flight to London is now boarding. Please have your ticket ready." My thoughts were interrupted by the announcement for my flight. As I got to the boarding counter my chest suddenly became tight. My nose tingled a little too. "I will not do this. Especially not here" I commanded myself. I quickly walked down the ramp to the plane and found my seat. I just needed to calm down. I shouldn't have started thinking about him. It was a horrible mistake. We used to have so much fun together. Even if he did remember me, he couldn't possible remember what kind of things we got ourselves into together. One of the best things we ever did- "Stop it! You can't think about him because you'll start crying!" I demanded myself.
I pulled out my tattered notebook and read over what I had written last. It was decent but it certainly wasn't my best. Actually it could be much better. I began erasing. Lately, the book I was trying to write hasn't been so great. I don't know what was wrong. It had started out really well. I sat thinking of ideas and when I had a decent one, I started writing. I got really into my writing. I was out of my writers block, that's for sure. What I had written today was better than anything I've written before. This was actually kind of amazing.
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My Summer in London
Hayran KurguAmanda and Louis were child hood best friends. That was until Amanda had to move to the United States when she was 12. They said they'd keep in touch and try to visit but then Louis went on the X Factor and got rather busy. Now Amanda is 19 and is v...