Woo! i've made it to chapter 2.. xD
Not that far i know..
But i am considerably happy (:
Enough chat, time for chapter 2.
Our house is actually far from the L.A. Airport. I live in Santa Barbra, so the ride to the airport is approximately an hour and 40 minutes. I decided to just close my eyes. It may calm my nerves that I have had for quite some time.
"Megan, we are here. Wake up." my dad said trying to wake me up.
I groan at the thought of getting up. I guess i really don't have a choice if i do what i wanted to do with my life. My dad shook me for one last time before I said, "Dad, I get it. I'm getting up." By the time the words slipped out of my mouth, I instantly regret my voice of tone. I don't ever give my father attitude because everything he has supplied me with.
I step out of the car and fix my dress. I pat down the creases that were made from my deep slumber in the car not to long ago. I stare at the ground before I feel the familiar hand bring my chin up to look up at his face. My father brings me into a tight embrace that i could literally stay here forever. Leaving my dad and California was considerably harder than i thought because I haven't ever left my father or the state. I don't have a car so its not really that big of deal, I honestly never wanted to leave anyway. Because honestly everyone already knew, California was the place to be.
I am brought back to reality when my father wipes tears that were shed from my eyes.
"Don't cry baby girl. Everything is going to be okay. I know you are going to great at university. You've always made me proud, and i know you are't certainly going to let me down." he said reasurringly.
I sort of believed him. I would never let my dad down. I guess that's one thing I really never liked about myself. I always worried about other people and never myself. I just didn't want to disappoint anyone. My dad always would tell me that's one of the best characteristic people like about me. I believed the compliment that he always would tell me because there isn't anything special about me or my life. Everything was the same cycle. It's the same thing, just a different day. I never took risks that everyone seemed to repeat just about every single day of my life. I guess that's why I never had a boy friend. I'm scared of getting hurt.
"I will miss you loads. Thank you for letting me take this opportunity. I will keep in touch and i won't let you down. I promise." I said while kissing his cheek.
My father looked at me laughed. What? why was he laughing? I was completely serious.
"What?" i questioned my father's reaction to my statement.
"Meg, I don't want you to worry about me anymore. You will have enough to worry about in Colorado. Listen, please don't me hard on yourself when you start uni. Have fun. Its college! But, I am not saying, drop your school work and get pregnant. Just have fun okay?" he smiles at me.
I laugh at the thought of me going to parties and getting under the influence. I have never took a sip of alcohol or done anything illegal.
"Thank you, dad." I say while grabbing my purse out of the car and start walking to the terminals. I am so excited for this opportunity.
I walk on my flight and sit down in my seat. I am hoping for a nice plane neighbor instead of those types of people in the movies, who do nothing but snore, or be rude. I pull a pair of my headphones and plug them into my phone and insert them into my ears. I start to lean my head against the head rest, but somebody taps my shoulders to disrupt my comfort. I take my earphones out of my ear and turn my head to the right and I notice a boy that seems just a tad older than I am. The first thing i notice about him is his piercing eyes. I stare at the beautiful shade of emerald green eyes and smile. His luscious, chocolate brown hair is full of curls and pushed up away from his face. This boy is certainly something..
