Me and Blake Weatherly

Chapter 53

I got my laptop back. I am so happy right now haha (:

I'll try to write more often again now.

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*Six and a half hours later*

The plane was landing. I mean, it was finally landing. It was around four in the morning (different time on the west coast), and the passengers looked groggy as we started to grab our things out of our cubbies.

I can't believe we're here...in L.A. Happened pretty fast, you know?

I glanced at Blake, who was taking his bag out and turning to Amber and shaking her hand. She got up and went up to a married couple who looked to be in their fifties, probably her parents. I rubbed my eyes and Elaine took his headphones out of his ears and placed them in his bag.

Four hours ago, they served dinner, so it shouldn't surprise you that I was in the mood for a snack. How far is Malibu from L.A anyway? Isn't it just a bunch of beaches? I mean, I have family here in California but it wasn't your average glam and glitz. It was just...suburban areas. Nothing special.

I yawned and stretched, and Kristina walked down the aisle with her bag with all of us following her. Everyone followed one after the other. As soon as the attendants got our entire luggage out of the plane's storage, I looked around helplessly like I didn't know where anything was. There was nothing but a crowd of people, walking off or just smiling and hugging each other. I continued looking around, until I felt someone touch my arm.

I turned to see a panicking Erica.

"My phone still works here, right?" She asked nervously, looking me in the eyes. The airport's lights made it easier for me to see her.

I smiled and shrugged, "It should."

"Good." She smiled for a quick second and it was randomly replaced by a frown, "You think I'll meet some hot guys in Malibu?" She asked me.

I raised an eyebrow. Really? It's obvious she still has feelings for Ryan and now she's talking about meeting other guys? Yeah, right. But I guess if the guy is interested in some other girl, why continue to care?

Instead I replied with a shrug and just said, "Eh, maybe."

"Finally. Off that shitty ass-" Logan quickly paused when Kristina stood next to him, "I mean, that silly plane."

Allison giggled and Ryan was mimicking what I was doing earlier, which was looking around helplessly as if our next destination was going to come out of nowhere.

"Mom, where's Aunt Leslie and the others?" Blake asked Kristina, who was now handing some things to Elaine.

"She should be here in another three minutes, I assume." His mom said. It went awkwardly silent for a few seconds, until Allison spoke up.

"It's like, seventy five degrees out here. Too hot for it to be at night." She said.

"Well technically, it's Thursday now." Logan tried to say smartly, which made us roll our eyes.

Erica sighed, "It doesn't feel like the temperature changed. I'm still cold."

"Maybe it's because you're cold blooded." Logan told her with a serious face expression. Erica rolled her eyes and turned away, getting back to her cell phone again.

I looked around at everything I saw. So...this is Los Angeles, huh? Huh. Blake walked up to me and touched my shoulder, "You okay?" He whispered.

"Mm hmm." I nodded once and we all started walking, carrying our things to an area that had more cars.