Chapter 2- Flight

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Omg, I can't belive I am finally going to London in 1 day, I am going to meet Olivia and we are going to be in the same school again.

Also, in two days, The Vamps concert (where Conor's going to be singing too), in 3 days M&G with Caspar and Joe, and in a weeks time school. And all this with my bff. I can't beleive it. This is going to be the best year ever! I can already tell.

I quickly get my phone and stop daydreaming to text Olivia.

Me: hiiii!!!! SO excited!!!!!
Olivia: same right here, but I really miss you.
Me: Ol, we just literally talked, like less than 24 hours ago. Are you serious?
Olivia: yeah, plus i just saw Jack. I was in the car ao I couldn't get out.
Me: are you being serious? Why didn't you get out of the car?
Olivia: well, mainly because my mum was going quick and I would like to keep my life as safe as possible. And because I am crazy for Caspar not Jack.
Me: yeah, get it. But are you sure it was Jack?
Olivia: I guess, I shouted his name from the window and he turned around, then he twetted he saw a viewer shouting from the car.
Me: OMG, was that viewer you? I would never thought it was you.
Olivia: well, it was.
Me: my mum is calling me, gotta go to pack and stuff, i have so much stuff left...
Olivia: won't distract you then, bye!

I wasn't lying; altough my mum didn't call me, I just have so much stuff to pack still. I have half of my clothes to pack and probably half of the make up too, the blog and channel, keep making a bunch of make up brands send me stuff. And I can't complain, cause most of my favourites are from things they send me.

My little sister, Julia, Keeps getting in my room and just asking me if I can help her. My mum and dad are currently in work doing some stuff they need to do before they go, which is why Julia is constantly asking me if I can help her. Now that all of her stuff is packed, she has offered to help me pack my stuff. Considering she is just 9 years old we get on pretty well.

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FINALLY. I am done. We just have to wait for my parents to come home and we will go to the airport.

Speaking of the devil...

Me: MUM!!!! Finally! Can we go now?
Dad: wow, i haven't seen you that excited since... I have never seen you that excited... Is that of a bad dad?
Me: don't think so. Can we go?
Mum: we just have to pack our laptops and we will be ready, it won't take long, I promise.

It really didn't take long, just about five minutes.

Me: hey guys, so I just thought you might wanted to see how the proces of me moving and stuff goes, so I am vlogging, pretty much till we get to London. We are now in the car and we are going to the airport, and I have had a lot of tweets coming from you saying that you are there, in the airport, waiting for me, and to say gpodbye, which is sooo nice of you. And-
Julia: why are you talking to the camera?
Me: Juls, say hi. You are now in my vlogging channel. See that thing that pops out of it? The lense? That is were all my viwers are. They are now watching you.
Julia: are you sure, I can't see anyone though the lense...
Me: that is because I will have to edit my footage for them to see it and then upload it to YouTube.
Julia: oh, HI EVERYONE!

She is the cutest 9-year-old EVER! But she can get really sassy when it comes to both of us alone.

Me: ok, I think we are about to arrive... Oh yeah, I can see a lot of you guys... HI!!!! I am so sorry for not getting out of the car... I love you though and I hope you could find me inside or in the entrance to the airport...

We are now cheking in, it was sooo lovely to meet some viwers, and they LOVED Julia. I get it, she is adorable.

When we get in we start searching for the plane we were meant to be taking. It's 7:00pm and the plane was meant to be here in a few minutes, but my mum decided to come a bit early, mainly because I wouldn't shut up about being late.

Me: hello again guys, we are now witing for the plane to arrive, and it's serioulsy sooo hot. Easter holidays are about to end, and it's already boiling hot here in Valencia. It's so anoying. By the way, I got to meet a lot of you inside, and it was lovely seeing you, but you didn't need to bring so much stuff.
Mum: Val, the plane is just landing, come on!
Me: Ok, see you guys inside.

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When we are finally in the plane, Julia asks me to have my phone to play games. I told her that she can't really play a lot of games when the WiFi isn't on, she told me not to worry about it... I feel like I can trust her.

I wake up to my mum taking all our bags from the top. OMG, I forgot to vlog... I just slept with my music on, (who can't sleep with music on, specially 1D, their voices relax me) so I completely forgot. I feel so bad!!!

Me: sorry guys, I forgot to vlog in the plane, I fell asleep. Hope you get it. Now we are here, in freaking LONDON! This is soooo crazy, I've just been here for less than a minute and I already love it! Plus I can see a lot of you guys, with posters and stuff with my name on it. Why are you so cute guys?? You already know that I will be exploring the place till school starts and also constantly tweeting where I am, so that you get to find me easily. Changing of subject, radically, I am soooo excited fpr the concert tomorrow, you guys are going to the concert too, so I am 100% sure I will meet a tone of you in there.
Julia: Val, why are you constantly talking to your viewers?
Me: because I am a daily vlogger and they like watching this kind of videos in my second channel, love.
Julia: oh, can I say hi again?
Me: you are already in the vlog Juls. But go on then.
Julia: Hi everyone, I am her little sister, the same from before, I think.
Me: well, you are thinking right.

How many times do have I explained this to her? Uncountable. She always manges to get on with it and forget it as soon as I take my camera down.

We are now waiting for a taxi to pick us up. I tought we wouldn't have any problem, but apparently the car that was supposed to pick us up (yes, we had a car that was supposed to pick us up. Posh work stuff.) apparently had something better to do with his time, rather than picking us up from the airport.

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