Uncomfortable seats, worst service ever, talk about horrible first class. I lean back into my seat and continue starring at the blue sky outside the airplane window.
It was the last week of summer break and I was coming home to get ready for Senior year. And by home I mean my new home in California. Isn't my fault my father had to marry rich, like there wasn't anyone back home in England.
Besides, I've heard much about these snotty Americans. This first class plan ticket says it all, if that women thought this would wow me, think again.
I would much rather stay with my mother but she thinks it's time for me to 'explore the world.' Whatever that means I can guarantee the sunshine state isn't a place to start.
The flight is finally coming to a finish and my dad is supposed to be waiting for me just outside the exit. I hope he's not late because that would be the worst. Of course I could just wait or take a taxi but if I were to take a taxi, where would I go?
Over to my dad's' bimbos house? Talk about a-w-k-w-a-r-d. That's just not an option at this point, especially since I'm trying to avoid this women at all costs.
The plane finally landed and is now slowing down to come to a complete stop. All these business people are grabbing their carry-ones and packing any last minute things on the plane. I sit steady in my seat, the longer I can stay here, the better, it's the closest I will be to home in a long while.
Finally we are escorted off the plane to claim our luggage. It took me nearly 20 minutes to find my suitcase buried under all this other junk. I then head over to the exit, and to my embarrassment is a thirty-something year old women standing with a billboard saying, "Ashley Kate."
This couldn't be happening, theirs no way! I refuse to socialize with that women. My father was supposed to be here! Not her, but I have no choice now, she spotted me frantically running in circles and recognized me from old photographs.
"Oh Ashley, it's so nice to finally see you!" She Sid in the most annoying voice.
Fuck my life....
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California Kisses
Teen FictionSo of course my father has to 'fall in love' with some slutty 30 year old bitch who lives half way across the world. Then my mother decides to give me a change in scenery, which means shipping me out. But where does that leave me you may ask. Oh...
