The Billionaire's Daughter Is A Street Fighter

Take off

Chapter five

It been three long hour, and we are still on this plain

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And  if u hadn't noticed by now  I hate plane,Mark will always tease me about it. Mom would always bitch about how I got nothing from her and am a coward like my dad.

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Trissania we have to go now, yell my mom from somewhere downstairs.

Do I have to go mom, I ask while desending the stairs. You know how I hate plane, I whine back

Trissania Blake you are going to stop the whinnying  right now and go get ready.

Dad said I didn't have to go if I don't want to. And guess what mom I don't want to, I don't even know why we have to fly all the way over to Boston for a family pickney. You don't even like Anty Jane, I whine back.

Look here you little whinnying, complaining, ungrateful brat. You are going to go upstairs and pack your bags, because we are going to Boston. I don't care if your are afraid of plain or not. I can't understand for the life of me why you have not inherited a thing from me. Nooooo you have to get everything from be your father. You look like him, act like him, complain like him, make everything about yourself just like him and lots not forget your a coward just like him. Now get out of my site  the looks of you hurt my eyes.

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The truth of the matter is and not a coward, no not even close am not afraid of alitte metal bird.  What my egolistic mother fall to understand is they I hate plane ride and that am not afraid. Big difference is the word hate. Which she fale to understand,I like to keep active. It does not matter what it is, Mark says it's my way if cooping with the crop our mother put us through. And as much as I like to deny it, he was right all along.

So to sit through a there hours long ride to start a new life, with nothing to do got me thinking alot about me old like and the lost of brother, and how am going to make and son of a bitch pay for what he did. They had mess with the wrong bitch and if they think they will get away with it. They must be loosing a f*** ing  nuts.
I was so lose in my head that  l almost miss the air -hostic announcement.

Attention all passenger, please put on you seat belt. We will be landing.

About f***ing time. I can finally get of the plain. To say I was excited for that announcement will be and understatement. I was so caught up in my little happy bubble that is dad hasn't knock me with is elbow a little I would've any idea that we have finally landed, and it's time to get off the plane.

In times like this am glad that dad I freaking rich, because I don't have to wait long to get off this damn plain. I collect my hand lounge form the over head compartment and get off the plane as fast as possible. But not too fast as to get any attention from the other passengers. It did not take long for me to  collect the ready of my bags from the baggage claim but dad was not so lucky and the had to got to the desk to get it sort out. Which ended up taking two God them hour because the damn  desk attandant was too busy fluarting with me dad to pay attention her damn work.
I got too tired of waiting and because was hungry I went to find a coffee house to get something to munch on. After I couple minutes I walk out of the coffee house with two could of capinicho and a box of donut,only to find my dad still the desk. I walk over and hand him one of the cup and and the lady if she can spend up the process because my dad and I had an hard week and would like to go home and get some rest.

She promised to send is thinks at his home address as there been a mix up in bag claim. After all that been said, we  walk out of the airport to find  Spencer leaning on the car waiting for us . We climb in and he drove off and I was too tired to even keep my eyes open.