3 // Airport

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When we arrived onto actual land we were swarmed with paparazzi. Everywhere I looked there was either a guy or girl dressed in a dark color, holding a big camera.

The people I came with surrounded me and let me have a little bit of space. Doug though, stood besides me and held my hand.

Doug and I made it onto a plane and sat in our seats. "Paparazzi. Someone must've called them from the boat. They wouldn't have had any other reason to be here."

"I guess." We waited for about an hour while people boarded the plane. Then we were off to somewhere I don't know. I'm guessing back home to Arizona.

Doug brought out his camera and started to record the sky. "What are you doing?" I asked him.

"It's for my YouTube channel. Do you know what that is?"

"Sort of. But not really."

"It's where you can watch videos. Music videos, gaming videos, funny videos, basically anything. But you can also make videos and post them to it."

"Is MySpace still around?"

"MySpace? What? No. Now we have FaceBook, Instagram, Snapchat, YouTube, Twitter. Plus more. MySpace has been long forgotten."

"How's my family?"

"Your parents and sisters I have no idea, but your brother Adapt he-"

"Adapt?"

"Oh yeah, he's part of a clan-"

"Not a gang right? Please tell me that's not a gang."

"Of course not. The clan is more of a gaming group of people. We're called FaZe and his nickname is Adapt. Mine is Censor. Anyways Adapt is great. He's an amazing gamer."

"Like Nintendo and Playstation?"

"PlayStation and Xbox yeah. I have no idea about Nintendo though."

"Seems like him. I just never thought he'd be popular at all."

"He has almost 3 million subscribers and we're heading to his house in New York."

"New York? Why's he there?" I asked confused.

"FaZe Clan-as I was talking about earlier- has a house up there in New York and he had the chance to live in it so he said yes."

"Who else lives there?"

"There's Jakob aka Teeqo, Lucas aka Blaziken, Nordan aka Rain-"

"Why rain?"

"You can ask him when we get there. There's Yousef aka Apex, and your brother Adapt."

"So why aren't we going home to Arizona?"

"Ummm. Because I have tickets back to New York instead? So how old are you?"

"I should be 21 by now. I was eleven when I left for the cruise and I believe it's been what maybe 10 years?"

"You'd be correct."

"Well then yeah I'm 21."

"Wow. You can legally drink."

"Wow. Too bad I won't."

"Why not?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

"I don't know. I was hardly ever a fan of it when I was younger. My best- my best friend's father was always drunk and abused his wife. Never my best friend though. He'd be in for hell if he did."

"I'm sorry for asking." I just nodded as an okay and stayed silent. He brought out a book and started reading it.

"What's that?"

"The Maze Runner. It's a movie now but I don't necessarily like watching movies based on books without reading the book first."

"Can I read it when you're done?"

"Of course. I'm almost finished with it. But in the meantime." He pulled out a phone and handed it to me.

"What's this?" I inspected it.

"It's a phone. An Apple iPhone to be exact. You can play games, call people, text people, use the Internet. It basically assists to almost every need. But right now, you can listen to music." He handed me a pair of earphones and I put them in my ears. He turned on the music app and I listened to a bunch of songs I've never heard before falling asleep.

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"Wake up. We just landed." Doug shook my shoulders lightly and I opened my eyes slowly. I looked out the window and saw runways and airplanes around us. I stood up from my seat and grabbed Doug's hand. We walked off the plane and over to baggage claim.

After we grabbed the bags we went outside to go look for Doug's girlfriend. She spoke Spanish in guessing though. She was really nice even if I could hardly understand her.

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