A Nathan Triska Fanfiction 2

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I rushed home after he told me we were leaving tomorrow. I need to pack a summers worth of clothes. I looked through my dressers and closet. I grabbed probraly one hundred pairs of clothes and threw them into the suitcase.

I was anxious to go. I got to spend the whole summer with him and more of my favorite YouTube/YouNowers. It was already ten o'clock. I've been packing for three hours. I decided to go to sleep.

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"Anna your going to be late!" My mom shouted up the stairs.

"What?"

"You over slept!"

I jumped awake. I quickly put on a pair of jeans and a grey, spaghetti strap, tank top. I slid on my galaxy vans and grabbed my suitcase. I said goodbye to my mom then walked out of the house.

My mom helped me put my bag into the trunk. She got into the front seat and I got on the passenger. She drive me to the airport.

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"Promise me you will stay safe?" My mom asked.

"Mom, I promise."

"I love you sweetie, and miss you already."

"I love you too mom."

And with that I boarded the plane. I didn't know where Nathan would be. I'm assuming he's taking the same plane, but sometimes you never know.

I took the window seat. The seat next to me was open, and so was the seat beside it. I've never actually flown in an airplane, but by movies I've seen the worst part is who you could be sitting by.

It could be someone nice, or really mean. Rude and inconsiderate or kind and easygoing. I was hoping I would get a good person to sit by me.

I felt someone sit next to me. I was staring out of the window, looking at all the cars and people.

"Anna?" The voice called.

I turned around to see the person I'd be sitting with, it was Nathan.

"Nathan! Thank goodness it's you!" I hugged him.

"Anna, I I want you to meet someone," and he gestured his hand  towards the person sitting next to him.

"Simon Britton!" I squealed.

"Hey Anna, Nathan's told me a lot about you."

"I have." Nathan said.

Everyone please fast ion your seatbelt and get ready for takeoff.

I looked out the way window nervously.

"If at any point you get scared, just hold my hand."

And right then I did. I held onto Nathan Triska's hand like it wold be the last time I ever saw him.