“Last call to the flight to London!” I hear the voice in the speaker
“Goodbye mom!” I said and gave her a last hug
“Goodbye sweetie!” she said hugging me back
As we pulled away I turned around to enter the hall that leads to the plane.
We exchange one last wave and I finally reach the plane. I find my seat and after putting my handbag in the little trunk above the seats and sit down.
I’m Kelsey, Kelsey Adams. I’m 18 years old and I’m a model since I was 16. I’ve been modeling for a modeling company in Chicago-my hometown- but now I was invited to join another company in London, my manager told me that was the same company that have Victoria’s Secret and it has services of dance and other fashion brands. I don’t know why these people like me; I mean I’m not that pretty. I’m like any other average American girl, my hair is brown, straight with curls in the ends, my eyes are light brown, the rest is just a nose, a mouth, two ears, two arms, two legs, two hands, two feet. What’s the big deal? I’ve already seen girls way prettier than me. But oh well!
This going to be a big flight so I think some music will help me. Oh, almost forgot as I’m going to London I thought that I would start to listen to some British music, you know British singers’ music. I’ve found this amazing boy band; it looks like they are making success worldwide. I’ve never heard talking about them but oh well. For what I know they were formed in X-Factor and are around my age, the oldest is 20 and the youngest is 18, the other three are 19.
I pulled out my IPod and put it on replay and the first song was “Something About The Way You Look Tonight” One Direction’s version. Oh how I love this song and with this guy singing even better. I swear that Harry guy’s voice should be illegal but Zayn….. I almost cry.
I relaxed listening to those amazing voices and seconds later I was drifting into sleep.
“Dear passengers this is your Captain, our flight will be landing in London in about 5 minutes. Thank you for travelling with American Airlines. Hope you have a good time in London.” I heard the speaker in the plane
I quickly wake up and look out the window and see the beautiful city that is London. I’ve never got out of Chicago and I’m already with no regrets.
The plane lands, I get my handbag and walk out following the mob of people.
I get my bags and walk out of the airport. It’s cold even though the sky is sunny and blue. I have been already warned of that but I had to be the stubborn I am and wear summer clothes. But am I a model or not? What? It has to have its advantages right? Right!
(A/N: The outfit’s in the side bar)
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