Chapter 1-Paris

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"Come on mum" I scream into the house, " we are gonna miss the plane and then we wont get to visit Paris, America and New Zealand now please hurry up"
"I am coming" mum yelled back. She gets in the car joining Dad and I and we are off to the airport. I put my headphones on otherwise it'll be a very boring car ride.
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"Are we there yet?" I ask as I take off my headphones, "I am getting tired of listening to the same music over and over again."
"Almost we are about 10 minutes away, just be patient Malia. I know you are looking forward to this holiday, I am too it will be a great adventure for the family" mum replies.
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We arrive at the airport, I jump out of the car and rush to the boot to get my luggage. I run to the airport door.
"Hurry up" I shout from across the parking lot " we don't want to miss the plane." Mum walks casually across the parking lot and in the door to where we get the tickets, I just roll my eyes and meet up with them, she gets the tickets and books us in, I put my luggage on the conveyor belt and head towards the waiting line. We get let in and we walk steadily toward the plane. I hop onto the plane, find my seat and put my backpack at the bottom of my feet. It is a three seated seat so mum and dad sit next to me which is good, I didn't want to be alone in a single seat. Ooo my favourite part about being on Emirates, I get lollies, yay.
We are starting to lift off now and I get handed an Ipad, the nice brown-haired girl says that I can watch any movie that I like which is awesome cause I want to watch the movie called Skyscraper, I have always wanted to watch it and now I get to.
My movie has finished now and I am onto my second one, but I don't know what to watch. I tap mum on the shoulder and just as I am about to ask her what movie to watch the lady with the food comes around and asks if we want anything, I order a chips and drink, mum gets a muffin and dad gets a biscuit. After the lady left mum asked me what I wanted to ask her earlier.
"Do you know a movie that I could watch?" I ask.
"What about Hating Alison Ashley or the Perfect Man" She replies,
"What kind of movies are those" I question
"Just a little bit of romance" she says while wiggling her eyebrows.
"Eww yuck, you know I don't like romance movies mum" I say back to her.
"Hey, dad why did you not come with us last time we went to Paris," I ask him,
"I had work last time, sweetheart" he answers.
"Oh, and I think I'm just gonna binge watch the ranch then" I say to no one in particular, then I start my binging of the Ranch.
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I got up to about the middle of season three and then I hear the pilot say over the speaker that we will be arriving in 10 mins so I stop watching and have a 10 min power nap. Mum wakes me up when we are about to land. I get off the plane and go to the conveyor belt to collect my luggage and head to the seats to sit down.
"Hey mum?" I say while waiting for her to get her luggage.
"Yes darling" she replies.
"Where are we staying in Paris?"
"At my friends house" she says "have you never been there before, I thought we stayed there last time we came to Paris when you were about 5 years old."
"No I don't think so, I thought we stayed at a motel," I say argumentatively. We walk out of the airport and mum calls her friend.
"Come on darling, April said she has sent a limo to come to pick us up, it will be here in about 5 mins" dad picks up his and mums bag and heads over towards the nice wooden brown seat and gestures us over to him, I start walking while pulling my suitcase behind me and holding my guitar in my other hand, mum following slowly behind me.
"Here it is," dad said a few minutes later. Wow, it is so shiny, I say to myself. The driver puts our suitcases and my guitar in the boot and comes and opens the door for us then shuts it once we are inside. He goes to the driver's seat, starts the car and then drives off.
I look out the window and see a horse running freely in a paddock as we drive past a lovely farm, I wind down my window to get some fresh air and my ribbon out of my hair, brushes past my face and as I try to grab it, it flows out into the open air, down past the limo and back towards where the farm was. I look back and see it in the far distance and slowly it vanishes into the faint fog.

A/N
Hey, guys so this is a new that book that I have decided to write, it is different than the other books that I have done so please feel free to leave a comment to voice your opinions and please vote if you think it is good. Thanks - Ryleah

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