part 3

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when we got to the airport i went another way,
mom and dad don't care so
i also had another seat on the plane then them
i'm happy for that

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when i got on the plane i took a window seat
so i could look out the window,
and play sad music u know
i was hoping too not get a screaming baby beside
they're are so annoying! like who want a little little human that just screams and cries?
ugh

i plopped my headphones in my ears and took the volume to 'high'
and started to relax..

"hi" i heard some one say next to me.
i don't want to talk right now but being as friendly as i'm i said 'hi' back.
"hi" i said and turned around too see who i was talking too.
i turned around and faced a guy, looked like my age.
brown hair and crystal blue eyes
"i'm nash, can i sit here?" he asked
"yeah, shore" i turned away
"you aren't the girl that talks all the time huh?"
"no, i'm kinda the opposite" i said as i had turned around again and gave a little smile
"oh, ok. you're opposite too ugly too" i blushed. a guy have never said that too me before
it was like 3 years since i even talked too some one except my psycho 'family'.
"thanks, a guy never said that too me before"
his face went surprised as he said, "ey really, well lucky me bc i mean it"

that literally made my day.
nash made my day

nash.

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