(Bryce's POV)
"Hey, Mikey. Food's here."
He slowly opens his eyes, and grunts at me in reply.
"How long left on the plane?" he then asks.
"Only three hours now."
The plane is an 11 hours flight, but we've slept through most of it. I've been to this campsite once before, a long time ago, when my family were still living in England. I have no memory of it anymore. My Mom likes to come here, because she wants to see me 'relive my childhood' apparently. It does seem pretty cool though. We've not been back to England in the eleven years since we moved away. Dad got a job in America which was too good to pass up. I'm excited to go back, but I generally don't miss it. I was only six when we moved, so to me, America is my real home.
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Andddd we've landed. I shake Mikey awake (again!), and grab our bags from the lockers above us. The campsite is an hours drive from the airport, and my parents already booked us a taxi. We'll get there and go for dinner in one of the on site restaurants, and then probably just try to sleep. We have to avoid jet lag. I want to be waking up in time for the activities they do.
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A Holiday To Remember | Bryce Hall | Mikey Barone
Fanfic"Listen, your Dad and I have been thinking about you going on holiday with April and her family..." "Please Mum I have to go!" I interrupted her, desperately. "...and we think it could be a good thing for you to do." ********************************...
