Leaving Home

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<Cierra Pov<

     I wake to my phone's alarm going off, I quickly and continuously tap my phone screen untill i find the snooze button.
     I get up off my bed and i quickly change into grey nike joggers from sportcheck and a black t-shirt from forever21, i tie my dark brown hair (almost black) into a high ponytail and put on my brand new addidas superstars and grab my bags and start making my way downstairs and i get to the door and realize "i forgot my phone on my bed" I whisper to myself and curse under my breath while jogging upstairs trying not to trip. I get to my bedroom door and run into my room, i grab my phone and check the time, "Crap. Its 6 already?!" I say to myself even though there is nobody at home right now. I bolt downstairs and just as im about to reach the last step of the stairs my right foot trips on my left and i tumble down the last step of stairs. I jump up, completely ignoring that i just tripped over myself and i run into the kitchen grab a granola bar and run to the front door while calling an Uber.
     I sit on the bench beside my front door with my luggage to my left and the front door to my right, i scroll through instagram untill my uber gets here.
*10 minutes later*
    I get the notification that my uber is here and i run out the front door and go to Dianne's house (Bianca was sleeping over because they decided it would be easier for me to see them both at once) i said thanks to the driver who helped me get the luggage out of the trunk of the car and gave him a smile before heading to the front door, i gave it a knock before the door swung open to reveal a tired Dianne. Her eyes widened as soon as she caught a glimpse of me and gave me a tight hug before shaking us around and jumping up and down. 2 minutes of jumping and shaking and screaming, Bianca walked downstairs, when she seen me, she was confused (mostly because she was super tired) she seen my luggage next to me and ran up to me and Dianne still hugging and joined the group hug we all said our final goodbyes while still hugging. And then, Bianca started to tear up,
"No em, please dont cry, because then i will cry too" "but im gonna miss you Sierra"
"Im gonna miss you too Bianca and you too Dianne, but i will be back in 7 months and im counting down too"
"we are gonna miss you so so so much" Dianne said now with all of us in tears. And then Bianca took a look at the clock "its 7:25, your plane leave in an hour, you should get going, i dont want you to miss your flight" Bianca said wiping away tears that were beginning to form again.
"I dont wanna leave you guys, but promise me you guys will cone visit?"
"I promise" Bianca said. Dianne took a few seconds to think about it
"i promise" she finally spoke.
    I walked out the door still in tears and phoned another uber, which only took a suprising 5 minutes to get here.
/skip uber ride to the airport/
    I run out of the uber and grab my luggage with the help of the driver. And i find myself in the airport in less than 5 minutes.
    I go through the places of the airport and sit and wait for the plane to be called. Im zoned out on my phone and i look up to see a boy about my age staring at me.
"Hi. I dont mean to sound rude but, can i help you? Cause your kinda staring at me"
"Oah. Im sorry, my names luke and i seen your instagram pictures, i was wondering if maybe" then there was a long pause where i sat there confused and he just stood there thinking.
"U were wondering if?..." i started him off and again
"Oah yea im sorry, i was wondering if i could maybe, uuhhh, get a picture with you?"
"Of course" "thank you so much, my friends wont believe me if i said i met you" "hahahahaha. Really? Why?" I asked.
"Oah. Ummm, because i kind of have this crush on you but you probably dont care" i thought about what he said for a couple of quick seconds and I replied with "well you know luke, your very handsome as well"
His cheeks turned red which made me smile. "Can i uhhh get your number?" "Sure"
We exchanged numbers and we talked for a while untill i heard my plane be called. We said our goodbyes and i was on my way.
Oah boy. Im not prepared for Las Angeles.

Broke// Daniel SeaveyWhere stories live. Discover now