Narrator P.O.V.
After being on the plane for about 2 hours they finally landed. Everyone went in line to show the attendant their passport and ticket. Then they went to find their luggage. After claiming all their bags they walked out the airport and smelled the Jamaica air.
MAKALA P.O.V.
We walked outside the airport and I instantly wanted to go right back to Florida. It felt like the heat smacked me right in the face. Florida's heat was nothing compared to this. I already hate it here and my hair looks like it's about to get frizzy. Ughh.. Why couldn't we have stayed in Florida.
TAMIA P.O.V.
All I have to say is I Hate It Here.. Why is it so damn hot I feel like somebody just planted me next to a volcano that's about to erupt. It's so hot that it took about 30 seconds for my hair to start frizzing up. I'm looking around and I don't see not one store in sight and I'm hungry as hell.
SAMANTHA P.O.V.
Hell no! This ain't funna work it's too damn hot and my hair is f***ing frizzing. I feel like I'm on a damn slave ship and these mosquitos already attacking me. Ughh. I'm tired, sweaty, and hungry. The bad thing is I don't see not one store in sight. Shit guess I'm bout to starve.
Narrator P.O.V.
Their ride finally arrived. It was their aunt Sandy and her boyfriend and also their uncle Paul. She was really tall and skinny; like tooth pick skinny. It took them about 2 hours to reach there Grandma house. It would have took less time if they didn't get pulled over by police. They finally make it there and it was a surprise to their Grandma. She had no idea they were coming.
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