name: sara mills
age: 18
eye color: hazel
hair color: dirty blonde
you are getting ready to move to Tulsa Oklahoma. you are at the airport, you are with your mom and 2 twin brothers, jack and James. they are 7 years old. you are stuck watching your brothers on the plane. they are sitting in front of you.
sara: jack, james sit down
jack: no *he bounced up and down* bounce
james: no bounce, sit jack
jack: fine *jack sat down*
sara: thank god one of you listens to me *you sit down and get comfy when someone walks over to you*
stranger: um.... is this seat taken
sara: no, you can sit
stranger: thank you, i am maverick *he sat down and smiled*
sara: my name is sara
maverick: are those dudes your brothers *he pointed at them*
sara: yes
maverick: *he stood up* hey can my brother sit with you guys
jack: is he cool
james: does he have a disease
maverick: yes he is cool, no he doesn't have a disease *he laughed*
jame: then yes
maverick: cash, you can sit with these dudes *cash sat with jack and james*
james: do you know what dude means, if not it means, a guy *james scoffed at maverick* do you know anything
maverick: what is your name kid
james: mills, james mills yours
maverick: baker, maverick baker
jack: i am jack *he punched cash in the shoulder*
cash: i like this kid *he hit jack playfully*
sara: jack is crazy, and james is well
james: smart unlike for you sara
sara: i am 18, i thinks that makes me smarter
james: how
sara: i a have more experience
james: whatever *he looked out the window and fell asleep*
jack: sara can i go to sleep
sara: yes
cash: you can lean on be bud *the plane just took of 10 mins ago*
jack: night *he leaned onto cash shoulder, and cash leaned his head on jack's head*
sara: so maverick.....*you yawned*
maverick: can i have your number *you put your number in his phone and he put his in your phone* thanks, are you tired
sara: yes, an your welcome
maverick: umm....you can go to sleep
sara: i have no pillow
maverick: lean onto me *you layed your head on his shoulder*
sara: thanks maverick
maverick: good night
cash: dude, nice *then he fell asleep*
[skip to getting of the plane]
sara: jack, james wake up
jack+james: WHAT
sara: shh, maverick *you shook him awake them cash* cash
cash: what time is it
sara: 3:00 am
maverick: come on cash *cash got up and maverick got up to* bye sara
cash: bye jack, james *cash punched jack in the shoulder playfully* bye sara, it was nice meeting you
maverick: i will text you sometime *he waved and left*
[skip drive to your new house]
