Moving Out, Moving In

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I was born and raised in New York City, capital of the the world. Lots of people want to live here but it'st just only fun if you're vacationing. After living in New York for a little over sixteen years, my family finally decided on moving. "A change of scenery" my dad said. "The rent in New York is too mother**cking high" mom said. Anyways, we're moving from here to Orlando, Florida. We've already shipped our things to the house (which is MARVELOUS by the way) and leaving for our flight into a new life first thing tomorrow. The only thing that sucks is all the friends and memories I'm leaving behind, but hey at least I don't have to see that jerk Andrew for the rest of my life! ...hopefully. But I've said my goodbyes and cried my tears and now, I'm ready to begin a new chapter of my life.

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*doo doo doo, good morning! Doo doo doo, good morning*

"UGHhuhgHuhH I'm not readyyyyy" Why did morning have to come so quick??

"Cassie! Come get breakfast! And can you hurry?! We leave in two hours!"

I roll my eyes at my mother, not that she could've seen but eh. I roll out of the air bed, air it down, roll it up, and stick it back in the bag. As I go downstairs I smell something great. I also see that mom and dad were already up and practically ready. Great now I'll be rushed. Half way through my oatmeal, Nic comes downstairs.

"Gee, thanks for being a great sister and waking me up Cass" he said dryly.

"You're very welcome" I flashed a fake smile. "Your oatmeal is on the counter"

As we all eat breakfast Nic randomly says "So, this is our last time eating breakfast here isn't it?"

I feigned shock. "Is this my brother Nicholas being serious?? Gasp!"

"Hardy har har, Cassandra. So very funny. OH GOSH now that we live in Florida, we get a discount into Disneyland! Can't wait to go!"

"Aren't you a bit old to be going to Disneyland?" I asked

"Aren't you a bit old to be wearing onesies?" He retorted movingly, referring to my pajamas. L

I roll my eyes. "Touché" I reply, getting up. "Thanks for breakfast!" I say over my shoulder, heading back upstairs to change.

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Fifteen minutes later, we're all in a taxi van driving to the airport. Next thing you know, we're about to board the plane. I quickly open up Snapchat and make a video. "Guys I'm at the airport, wish me a safe flight! I'll miss you all! Love you! *muah*" I post the snap and turn on Airplane mode to board the plane.

After the whole flight attendant 'speech' the plane goes to the runway and takes off. I take out my iPhone and put the earbuds in, I put on "Godzilla *2014*" and get comfortable. This is going to a two and a half hour trip. Why not enjoy it?

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