FLASHBACK
||NICA'S POV:||
"Flight 145 heading to U.K. London is now boarding, please head into gate 8. Flug 145 Richtung U.K. London fährt jetzt in das Tor 8." The man in the intercom says.
That's me.
I stood up from my seat, slinging my carry on bag over my shoulder and dragging my suitcase as I walk towards the boarding gate. I gave the guy at the gate my ticket and he ripped up a part then gave it back to me. I walked into the gate, boarding the plane where a flight attendant smiled at me. "Guten Abend Miss! Pass bitte?" (Good evening miss! Passport please?) I smiled back and handed her my passport, she checked it along with my ticket. "Vielen Dank. Gehen Sie einfach unten zwölf Reihen und dann finden Sie Sitz dreizehn A zu Ihrem Recht" (Thank you. Just proceed down 12 rows and then you will find seat 13 A to your right) I took my passport and followed her instructions. Once I've found my seat I put all my things above me except for my phone and headphones, I sat down plugging my earphones in and played a Little Mix song which was Power. I hummed quietly and made myself comfortable for the only 1 hour flight from Germany to London.
Hi! The names Nica Smith! But you can call me Nic. I'm from Germany and now flying to the U.K. to stay with two friends of mine, Yasemin and Sarina.
I love to act, draw, sing and play my guitar. I'm absolutely not shy and I'm not scared to show people how weird and crazy I am and I have a German accent which I hate.
||SARINA'S POV:||
"Flight 407 flying to London is now boarding, please board in gate 2. Flight 407 flyver til London er nu boarding, skal du bord i gate 2."
London, here I come.
I stood up bringing my carry on bag with me, I walked towards the boarding gate where a lady smiled at me. "Billet venligst" (Ticket please) I handed her my ticket and she ripped up a part then handing it back to me. "Du kan passere" (You may pass) I smiled at her and entered the gate, boarding the plane. A flight attendant checked my passport and ticket then handing it back to me with a smile. "Velkommen til Qatar Airways. Bare fortsæt ned ad kirkegulvet med 20 rækker og til højre finder du 21C, som er din plads" (Welcome to Qatar airways. Just proceed down the aisle by 20 rows and to your right you will find 21C which is your seat) I nodded and followed her instructions. Once I've found my seat, I put my carry on bag on the top and then sat on my seat putting my earphones in playing a One Direction song on my phone. I bobbed my head to the beat with a smile. I got ready for the 1 hour flight from Denmark to London.
Yo I'm Sarina Williams! But you can call me Ari, Sar or Sari. I'm from Denmark and now flying to the U.K. to meet up with my best friends, Nica and Yasemin and I have a mixed American and British accent.
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The Plan {A 1D fanfiction}
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