paris baby!

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sandy's pov

although i was excited to be going to europe with my best friend, being woken up at 4:30 in the morning put a slight damper on my mood. i got back in bed, saying i would get up to be out of the door by 4:50, so i was going to stay in bed until 4:45.

i pull my covers over my head to shut out the almost nonexistent light in my room, trying my best just to get a few more minutes of sleep until i heard music playing from the kitchen. i groaned, throwing my blankets off of myself and looked up at the ceiling, letting out a sigh and checked my phone.

i scrolled through instagram for a while, seeing it was already 4:40 and decided it was probably a good time to get out of bed. i slowly got up, rubbing my eyes and yawning, stretching a bit before making my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth. i put on my sweatshirt and some leggings, grabbing the first pair of shoes that i could easily slip on and off.

i look at myself in the mirror for a second, grabbing my suitcase and walking out into the living room, setting mine next to mona's.

"look who's awake! i knew you couldn't resist waking up if i played big time rush." she teased. i flipped her off and went to the fridge, grabbing a water and something to eat.

"we can leave at 4:50. i want to be able to enjoy my meal before we're stuck on a tiny plane for the next 11 hours."

"but we have first class seats, so much more room, it's gonna be pretty damn amazing." she smiled at me, leaning against the counter.

seeing her this excited started to lighten my mood, making me excited as well because, although i was cranky, i'm going to be travelling europe with my best friend and seeing so much of the world with her, even though our time would probably be cut short with dacre coming along.

we sat in a comfortable silence as we waited for the next few minutes to pass for our uber to arrive, scrolling through our phones next to each other. i got the text that our uber was here, nudging her as i got up.

"our ride is here. we're on our way to paris baby!" i started to show my excitement, rushing out the door with everything i needed, smiling as i got into the car with her.

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