Miami

The Flight

8:31am
Fluffy, white clouds beneath my feet. The atmosphere above amazes me as I look at the navy scene out of the oval window.

"Only 30 minutes left until we're there Bella." Said Mason. My boyfriend. The love of my life.

"I can't wait. It's going to be an amazing 2 weeks!" I say.

His right hand touches my left leg as he sits on the isle side of the seats. I reach forward to slide my arm through the seats in front if me. I tap my bestfriends' boyfriends' shoulder.

"Excited or what! Only 30 minutes to go! How's Coral? Could you get her for me please?" I ask.

"So excited, it's going to be so good! Yeah, hold on." says Darren as he grabs Corals attention.

Coral turns around to face me as she closes her celebrity magazine.

"Hey, you alright? I'm just catching up on this magazine. Apparently Kim K has had another bum implant?" Coral says laughing.

"Yeah, yeah fine. Oh God, to be honest I wouldn't be surprised! We've got 30 minutes left!" I say laughing a little.

"Haha! Yeah I know! This holiday is going to be lit." Coral says excitingly.

9:03am
"Attention all passengers. We are about to land in Miami, Florida, USA. Please fasten seat belts and open all blinds. The toilets are now closed. Thank you."

The sudden silence as the pilot spoke made me feel as if I had an electric shock through my body of excitement when he said "Miami." I looked at Mason with a cheesy grin as I squeezed his hand that was on my lap. As he looked at me and laughed, I paid attention to his gorgeous smile to realise how lucky I was to have him in my life. Coral and Darren looked over to us and smiled also. I then turned to look out of the plane window to my right. I love the landing. The realisation of the 9 hour plane journey finishing was a sigh of relief. My ears start to pop. I continuously keep blowing through my nose to pop them.

As we seep through the white fog of clouds, we spot buildings, the sea and palm trees in the distance miles bellow us.

9:10am
The lights throughout the whole plane go dim. We're not so far from the ground now.

"Hold on, it might be a bit bumpy as we land." Mason says as he puts his head back against the chair.

I stare out of the window as we lower ourselves to the ground.

"Wrey!" The passengers on the plane start clapping. Everyone cheers as they look out the window to take a peak of where we've landed. We're finally here. In Miami.

Coral turns around to face me. Her hand pokes through the two chairs that she and her boyfriend are sat on. I reach out to her hand and hold it. She shakes it and smiles at me.
"We're finally here Bella!"

"Yay! Get me off this plane." I say.

I let go of her hand and unbuckle my seatbelt as the plane stops to a halt and the seat belt sign goes off. I then face Mason as he says
"Keep close to me Bella. I'll grab our bags."

"I'll be right behind you." I say.

The plane is crammed. Everyone, everywhere trying to grab their luggage and get off. As me, Mason, Coral and Darren stand up, more people get up. I think to myself "this is hectic. This is going to take forever!"
10 minutes went by and we're finally getting off the plane. My hand holds tightly into Masons. As we walk out of the plane door, the air hit me like a heatwave.

9:31am
Passport control. The most boring part of going to an airport. Coral goes first, then Darren, me and Mason.

As we walk out of the airport doors, the heatwave hits me once again. I take off Masons Jack Wills jumper and place it into my hand luggage - My baby pink Michael Kors bag. My black lacy crop top attracts heat which makes me feel that I could get used to this scorching weather. I look down at my feet, examining my favourite sandals from Top Shop. Black and gold with a cross pattern in the sole and a slight heal at the back. Lush. I then look at my legs to realise how pale I am, hoping my shorts will be short enough to catch a less obvious tan line throughout the day.

"Ah it's here. Bella, lets go." Mason said to me.

Our taxi had arrived to take us to our hotel. A hotel that we specifically chose to be near a bunch of bars and clubs so we don't miss out on all the fun. What's a holiday in Miami without getting a little drunk? (By a little, I mean a lot!) The driver took each of our suitcases and placed them into the boot of the 8 seater taxi and said
"Hop in" with a sexy American accent. An American accent is so much more foxier than an English accent. The weather is better too, the people and pretty much everything else, which is one of reasons we came here. Plus it's Summer, so even better.

Within only 22 minutes of driving. We arrived at a hotel called 'The Palace Hotel'. The taxi driver kindly offered to get our luggage out from the back. I waited for Mason as he paid the taxi driver, then we each took our bags from him and pulled them towards the hotel.

"Thank you." We all said to him as we walked away.

Coral and Darren started to walk in front of us towards the hotel with their luggage in one hand and each others hand in the other.

Coral turned to both me and Mason and said "Oh my God. We're actually here. This looks so sick."

I stare at Corals hair as she turns to face where she's walking. Her long brunette french braids swing over her shoulder as she turns her head to walk on. I also take a moment to notice that she is much more tanned than me, but that's because her parents are half Jamaican. I can get quite jealous of her sometimes as she also has more of a bum then I do in those shorts. However, I have bigger boobs than her. I shouldn't complain...