Beth

Chapter 1 - Reunited at Last

I can't believe this day has finally come, can't believe I'm finally free. I mean I always knew it would happen but I didn't think it would be this soon. I didn't think I'd feel this way. I thought I'd feel different or like a weight has been lifted off my chest. Maybe it's because my mother is still standing next to me, going on about how I should behave myself and some other irrelevant things that I'm not listening to. All I want to do is get out of here.

"All passengers for flight 217 to New York, boarding has begun. Can we have groups 1-2? Thank you."

That's the call for my flight, and in that moment, I feel more alive than I ever have in my entire life. The happiness that I've been expecting rushes in and hits me like a wave, it's overwhelming.

"Yeah okay, bye mum."

I cut my mother off from her babbling and begin to run towards the gate. Can't wait to get out of here. I hear my mum shout some sort of parting phrase or could just be another one of her annoying advice tips that I really don't care to hear.

I get to the gate faster than I expected. I give the lady at the door my boarding pass and she ushers me through. I practically want to run down the corridor but I decide to keep my dignity and walk briskly instead.

"You're welcome unto this flight," a man, who I'm guessing is the pilot because of his attire, says to me at the door.

"Thank you." I beam back at him and follow his directions to my seat. I put my handbag under the seat in front of me, recline my seat and plug in my earphones only to remove them when I arrive at my destination.

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"Passengers, we urge you to look out of your windows as we are about to land in New York City"

The captains voice booms on the speakers and I decide to listen for once. I look out my window and surely enough the view is breathtaking. A beautiful New York city sits below, distant but intriguing. It's about midday. It looks very lively. As we get closer to the ground, I can make out the figures of busy New Yorkers rushing to get to wherever they're always rushing to. A wave of excitement flows over me again. I'm finally here, finally time to start a new life, space and freedom, like is this real?

To say I run out of the plane is an understatement, I practically flew out of it in my excitement. My excitement to see him, my best friend in the whole world. I stand somewhere near a wall and text him.

I'm here dummy

I know you are

You do?

Yes I do

So come and get me fool

Look up

At that text from him, I obey his instructions and there he stands, a few steps away from me, smiling. No, smirking rather, with his arms crossed. The stupid prick. I drop my bags, run over to him and practically tackle him. He carries me with ease and spins me around. To say I'm the happiest girl in the world right now would be another huge understatement.

"JORDAN, OMG I MISSED YOU, I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M ACTUALLY HERE WITH YOU RIGHT NOW. YOU DON'T KNOW HOW HAPPY I AM." I deafen him by shouting in his ear, on purpose.

"Eww Elizabeth get off me, you're so damn emotional, ughh," he fakes disgust then puts me down and hugs me like his life depends on it. He then whispers, "I missed you too and I'm glad you're here," then he leans away. I beam at his last sentence.

He leans back to whisper, "you're still ugly though." At that I slap him on the shoulder, hard. He rubs it with pain evident on his face, I smile again.