London Uk

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I was in the airport ready for my flight. I was alone I didn't want no one to come with me.until I saw the new reporters with their cameras coming towards me.shit!
I quickly ran to the the bathroom and lock myself at one of the bathroom.

News reportes follow my family because my dad is the right hand side of the president of unitedstates .

I peeked through the door and no one was there. I quickly went outside waited until they call my flight.

When it was time I heard the name of my flight and quickly went in the plane.My dad didn't want to pay a private plane for me but who tf cares.
The flight to London was quiet I gotten a lot of stares of people but I just smiled.

When I got off the plane I went inside the airport I was looking for Aria but she wasn't there. I finally heard a familiar voice say,

"AHLEY!",and the. I got attack from my back.

Aria came in hugging me from my back and we both fell on the floor.

"Get off me!", I said trying to breath.

"Oops sorry 😐!?",she said getting off me.

"Well anyway here your pop tart and chocolate 🍫 ",she said giving me the choc and pop tarts.

We both went to her condo it was so beautiful 😍.She lived all alone since her parents died from cancer.Her older brothers are all in different places.

"This is ur room",aria said opening the door of my room for me.
I gasp At how beautiful it was.A balcony where you can have a view of the 🌊 beach.And the size queen bed the floor made out of marble.

"It's beautiful!?", I said clapping 👏 my hands.

"And get beautiful because tonight you and me are going to a club!!!",she said jumping up and down holding my hands.

"Ok,but isint this supposed to be a punishment my dad sended me here because I put on my sisters shampoo bottle blue permanent paint 🎨!", I said 👀 at my feet.

"Oh that's y,but is ur dad here!?",Aria ask in a duh 🙄 voice.

"Umm no?",  I ask

"And!"Aria told me.

"Bu-"

"But nth tonight we're going and period!",she said closing door.

"Fine ", i said unpacking my cloth and putting it on my walking closet.
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