till' the end of the line | kenneth san jose

two.

Jillian's PoV

I woke up to the sound of the pilot's voice, projected through the airplane's speakers.

"Passengers of flight 2187, this is your captain speaking. Please get ready for landing as we will be arriving LAX in a short while. Thank you."

Dang, I must've snoozed for quite some time. I'm a sloth but at least I killed time by sleeping. Killing two birds with one stone bihhh. My teachers better be proud of me for being able to use that metaphor. Hah.

I accumulated all of my belongings that I had stashed into the pocket of the seat in front of me, earlier and dumped everything in my backpack as neatly as I possibly could. I checked my phone and it says that it was still 12 am in Jakarta which meant that it was still 10 am in LA. Yay, I can do Maths. That means, I still had time to check in with my new roomate and look around LA for the rest of the day.

I'd usually be excited over trying new things but I always get nervous at the last minute so me being me, I felt butterflies in my stomach flying all over the place but still really wanted to squeal out loud over how excited I was.

I had looked for a roomate online (I know, suspicious) and started talking with her for a bit and she seemed really nice so I couldn't help but feel very excited to meet her.

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Whaddup yall? I hope you guys enjoyed this brief and short chapter! Please like and vote if u did and feedback is always welcome, whenever possible :) THANKS SO MUCH FOR READING! - G

Written on the 20th of May, 2017

Published on the 27th of May, 2017