In A Movie (Tom Holland)

a i r p o r t//r e a l l i f e

"You have all your things, right sweetie?" Dad asked as he hugged me tightly.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, dad. For the last time, I'm good. If not, I can go buy some things."

"We don't want you spending all your money on things you already have," mom stated, wiping her tears away.

I looked at my siblings, Mia, my twin, seemed to be eating this up, while Josh looked like he wanted noting more but to go home. Valentina, my best friend and manager, was bidding her family goodbye close to us.

"Mom, you realize I'm a millionaire, right?"

Mia strided over to me, snaking an arm over my shoulder. "You mean we're millionaires. This is a team operation, Catherine."

I rolled my eyes, playfully shoving her arm off of me. "Whatever."

"Are you guys ready to go?" Valentina inquired, suddenly beside us.

"Abso-freaking-lutely. America, here we come!" Josh announced, grabbing his luggage and practically running through baggage check.

"I love you, honey. Stay safe!" Dad told me, hugging me a final time.

"Call me when the plane lands," mom adds.

"I can feel the love," Mia joked.

"You'll be back in two weeks, My. I'll be back in a year probably," I teased her, grabbing my luggage. Val and Mia grabbed their's and we began to make our way through claim. We all looked back, waving at our families a final time before we left.

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"Wow, private jet with high quality food. I could get used to this," Mia grinned, sinking into her seat.

"You better not. On the way home, you're flying economy class," I joke.

She sat up suddenly. "Are you serious?!"

"Of course I'm not, don't get your panties in a twist," I laughed.

"We will be arriving in Atlanta, Georgia in about twenty minutes," the pilot announced over the intercom.

Everyone knew what was going on, except for Mia. "Wait, the pilot doesn't speak German?" She asked, brows furrowed.

"No, Mia, he's American," I gave her a strange look, "do you not speak English?"

She flushed red. "Remember in school, I took Romanian, not English."

"Are you kidding me," I rolled my eyes, falling back into my seat. "You decide to become fluent in Romanian, but not English."

"Romania is closer to our home than England or America," Mia defended.

"How are you supposed to communicate with the cast if you can't speak English?!" Just before I was about to chew her out even more, Valentina cut in.

"Doesn't Sebastian speak Romanian? I mean, she could communicate with him," Val suggested.

"What about the other 300 people on set?" I inquired, knowing she wouldn't have an answer to that.

Josh stopped loudly munching on his grapes long enough to tease our sister. "She's right, Val. You're an idiot."

"I was only thinking that," I sighed, "I never said it."

"Hey!" Mia glared at me, "and for a moment, you were my favorite twin."

"I am your only twin."

"Whatever." She brushed me off.

The 'fasten seatbelts' button lit up, and we all began to fasten our seatbelts. Ever so slowly, the plane began to descend until we were finally on the ground.

We all began collecting our luggage when the doors opened, revealing an official looking man. "Welcome to Atlanta," he said in a heavy southern accent, "I'm y'all's driver, Mick."

I smiled politely at him. "Hi, Mick, I'm Catherine, these are my siblings Josh and Mia, and my manager, Val. You're taking us to our hotel?"

He nodded. "Car's right this way." We got off the plane, and Mick helped us get our luggage into the back of the limo. "It's about a thirty minute drive, so get comfortable," he told us.

Josh told Mia what he said, and she nodded. Rolling her head back, she fell asleep instantly. Josh called our parents while Val began doing all the paperwork she had to fill out for me. Meanwhile, I decided to update my Instagram.