I'm at the airport with my luggage, passport and plane ticket. I go to the check in sigh and they take my luggage and check my passport and ticket.
"Have a nice, safe flight and trip to Spain! Oh and your gate number is 6."
"Thank you"! I say to the people at the counter. I walk over to Gate 6 and sit down ready for a nape because it's 3 in the morning. I was woken up by a sound of my alarm for 3:55. I got up, got all of my things together and walked over to the counter to give in my ticket and get my seat number. They told me that it was 204 in first class. I walked into the tunnel to get onto the plane and I had to ask the flight attendant where my seat was because in all situations, I couldn't find 1st class. Once I finally found my seat, I just got to sit pack and enjoy the ride.
*beep* after about 2 hours on the plane, my phone went off and I got a text from Harry
'Miss you xx'
I text back,
'Miss you too xx'. After a day or two on the plane, it finally landed and I was so excited that I was in Spain! This was going to be the best trip of my life!
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When I'm Gone
No FicciónWhen Alexandra goes to the other side of the world for a week, what will Harry do that sets Alexandra off? Find out in this book!
