"Are you sure you have everything? Books, Schedule, Chargers?" Spencers Father asked with worry in his eyes. Apearently letting your child free meant let them move across the country with no plans. he thought to himself.
"Dad i got it ill be fine. I have my class schedule and i already have my dorm key i will just have to decorate the dorm and settle in. I know what im doing dad its like the 8th time weve moved this year." Spencer explained to her father.
"I know im just worried." He admitted to her.
"I know but i can reassure you that ill be fine." She Smiled at him.
"Gate 4 now boarding." they heard over the intercom.
"Bye dad, Ill Call you when our flight lands okay?"
"Okay." He says giving her a tight hug.
"I love you, your mother would have been proud." He says tears in his eyes.
"Thanks dad, Love You." She says walking away from her father.
Spencer takes the isle seat like her ticket told her to. a young girl and a mother took the 2 seats beside her. she plugged in her earbuds and listened to symphony nearly the whole way there until she felt her eye lids melting down her face and drifted to sleep.
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Spencer pov
When i woke up everyone on the plane was asleep. Except for The guy banging on the back of my seat with drum sticks. i get up and go to the restroom.
i came out and look at the guy sitting in the seat behind me. he had hair like a mop and a bandana on. he was covered in tatoos. now that i metion it hes kinda cute. when i look at his hands he has drumsticks in them of course he does spencer he was banging them on the back of your chair. He stood out from most of the other people. well of course duh spence but he was awake and now looking at me as i walk to sit down. i give him a quick wave and he winks at me. He stands up and crouches next to me.
"now what is a pretty girl like you doing on a crowded plane over night." he asks me
"Well im on my way to California to go to college. I dont really want to but my father is making me finish college." i explain. I've always been honest and forward with strangers but I mean I'll probably never see them again so what does it matter?
"If you dont want to then what do you want to do?" he looks curious.
"Produce music." I tell him.
"Really? You? Produce Music?" hes laughing a loud ass laugh and im pretty sure he woke up everyone
"Shut up. youre waking them up. and why do you find it so funny that i want to produce music?"
"Because look at yourself your wearing a tie. on a plane. as to everyone else is wearing hoodies and sweatpants. where noone gives a shit. Your hair" he touches my hair
"Is curled to perfection and your makeup is on point."
"Well, I accually Care about what i look like no matter where i am. And it makes me look professional." I look to see what he is wearing a UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA GRADUATE hoodie?
"did you graduate from there?" i point to his hoodie
"Oh. This place no accually this my second year there.This is my brothers.I have to follow the family tradition of going there. i Have to wear the same jersey as my dad because im on the football team."
"Really. Thats where Im going this year. Its my first year."
"Well how about I give you my cell we always have parties the first week and if your lucky your invited." He says taking my phone
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Fanfiction"I have been though hell and back just for you. And i hate that you are my happiness and I hate myself a million times more for loving you."
