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Walking through the lobby of the airport, I look around.
Jake told me that he would pick me up, but I cant find him anywhere.
Just then, my phone buzzes. It's a text from Jake.
JAKE: Look behind you.
I turn around to find him standing right behind me, wearing his famous pink camo sweatshirt.
Holy shit. Is this real?
"Oh my god!" I scream. I run up to his open arms and give him a huge hug.
"Hi, Laina," he says, grinning.
"Hi, Jake," I respond. "This is so surreal. I mean, I knew I was joining Team 10 but it didn't truly hit me until just now. Oh my god, I'm so excited. The plane ride took forever because I was so happy about coming to LA. You would think I would be exhausted from the 3 hour jet lag, but I'm actually never felt more awake! Oh god, am I still talking?"
Jake chuckles. "I'm glad you're happy! Now lets's get back to the house. It's only 11 PM but that jet lag is going to catch up to you and you need to meet everyone before you lose energy."
After getting my luggage, we walk out to the parking lot. Jake leads me to his black and blue Team 10 car. Oh my god! This is insane!
Jake and I talk the entire car ride, and I'm glad I'm not coming off as the socially awkward person that I am.
By the time he pulls into the driveway at the Team 10 house, I feel like we're good friends.
As I'm getting out of the car, the front door of the house opens, and light floods through the front yard. Tessa and Erika come running out.
"We've been dying to meet you!" Tessa screams as they pull me into a hug. "Finally, another girl!"
We talk for five minutes before I remember I need to bring my suitcase in and meet everyone else.
As soon as I step inside, everyone runs up to me at once.
Everyone in the house is there to meet me - even AJ, who doesn't even live here.
Since so many people are coming up to me at once, and my vision is a little blurred from being so exhausted, I trip over something laying on the floor.
A set of hands reaches out and catches me before I hit the ground. I look up into the blue eyes of the cutest guy I have ever seen.
"Hi, I'm Ivan," he says.
"Hi," is all I can say back.
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