It was June 14th. Hali and Max were driving in Max's car to go to the airport. She had a van, for that had been her dream car for a few years now.
Hali was listening to some rap music by Nick Jonas. He was a famous rapper now, instead of whatever he was before. He was actually completely irrelevant and nobody liked him except for a few small town seven year olds, so he then decided to take his career to a whole new levelc and become a rapper.
Ross Lynch and his band, R5, had also decided to take a turning point in their music. They also chose to do rap. They were literally the most famous band in the world, and everyone loved them. He had been charged for murder. But, however, they were such an iconic, popular band that he didn't even have any jail time at all. The point was, they were ve3ry popular and loved across the globe.
Hali and Max finally arrived at the airport, and just in time for their flight. They rushed over to the airplane, and when they were a few steps up, Max slipped and fell. She hurt her arm. She clenched it tight as Hali and her walked up the huge steps onto the airplane.
The ride wasn't long at all, only a few hours. Hali kept falling asleep, and Max was still in pain from her arm.
"I can't believe we are doing this, to be honest. Justice? Seriously? Remember when I was twelve and we always used to make fun of Justice? This is exactly where I didn't want my modeling job to go! Ugh!"
"Hali, stop complaining. They are gonna pay you good money, I'm sure, and a lot of other models would love to have this opportunity."
"Then let the other models have it!"
Max sighed. "That's not the point, Hali, and you know it. You're going to start your career off from this, so what? I'm sure you're going to be famous in a few year's time. Just suck it up, do the job, enjoy the trip, and come back home. You might forget it ever even happened!"
Hali turned her head and stared out the window, at the fluffy, white clouds that were surrounding them.
