TATUM

39 3 3
                                    

Chapter 3

I was giving heavy hugs to my parents because I don't know when the next time I'll see them in person. They both kissed my cheek, and smiled from ear to ear. My mother had her hands on my shoulders, and it looked like she was about to be on the verge of tears. 

"I am so, so proud of you." I saw a tear fall from her face. And it wasn't a weeping tear. It was a tear full of happiness. Her eye wrinkles creased, and the edges around her smile the smile creases showed. Her hazel green eyes were sparkling with pride for her daughter. 

"You are my favorite daughter." He smiled with his teeth, which his dimples showed. He had a bit more wrinkles on his face but it made him look caring and wise. His faded blue eyes were shinning with happiness. 

"Dad I'm your only daughter." I smiled, and chuckled a little bit. I nudged him in his shoulder. Which he heavy chuckled back. "I'm going to miss you guys so much, and I'll keep you updated." I looked back and further at them. Tears were falling from my mother's face, and my father was smiling from ear to ear. But on the inside I knew that he was trying not to cry ether. 

"We love you so much." My mother said softly, and I smiled trying not to cry ether. I don't know whats wrong with me but when I see someone crying I have to cry too, even if it's a cartoon.

"I love you guys more." I gently smiled. 

Then both of them said to me. "We love you the most." And they both kissed my cheeks at the same time. I both gave them a kiss on the cheek before heading towards my car, I already had the airport mapped out on my phone. 

When I pulled out of my drive way I blew kisses at my parents before they headed back inside, to talk on there ear phones with there clients. Luckily I was leaving a few hours early because there was quit some traffic on a Sunday. In about and hour in a half I arrived at the largely crowded airport. I parked pretty far from the entrance of the airport . I pulled behind me two large suit cases, the color was splashed with blues and purples as if I through paint at my white suit cases. 

Jerry Williams had given me VIP plane ticket, also put me into first class. I don't know why he would pay extra just for me to get in the higher classes. I saw the long line of people who are having there bags looked at and there clothing looked at as well. And I was most definitely happy that Jerry payed extra so I could just zip past all of these poor people who have to stand and wait. I was in section five, which quit few people sat there. 

I waited for two hours until my plane had to board, What the pilot did first was let the VIP people get on first before anyone else. And I felt as if those people staring were half vexed and the other wide eyed pulling out there phone to take pictures or video snap it, and post it on the internet. There were no one in the VIP section that I knew, they were probably business people with empires like Jerry. There was a chef on board and waiters around the room, you could get any catholic beverage, mostly champagne or red wine.    

I took a seat far from all the other people in first class, I sat by the window and just watched the clouds in the sky. And I needed no one to take to, to kill the silence. I had my own thoughts to keep me occupied. 

"Excuse me miss, would you like something to drink or eat?" I looked up at the waiter, she had dark brown hair up in a bun. And she was wearing a uniform as every other waiter was. It was blue and white, as in a white blouse and a blue skin tight skirt. And she was wearing white flats to match her outfit.

"Oh, no thank you." I gave a welcoming shy smile at her.

"May I ask you something that I hope you aren't offended by?" She looked at me with her big brown, hoping that I wouldn't criticize her. I shook my head for her to speak.

Learn The GameWhere stories live. Discover now