We were here at the airport there was so many people running around just to get to their planes. "What plane are we going on mom?" I asked.
"It's says on the tickets, see its' over here," My mom pointed to a sign that said "BAHAMAS"
Justin comes up behind me and rests his head on mine, "Amy, don't worry. I will sit with you on the plane so you won't hear your mom nagging." We both laughed, while my mom glared at us.
There was an announcement saying that our plane was ready. I sighed and bit my lip. My mom gave me a soft hug and whispered, "You'll be okay sweetie."
On the plane I felt nauseous, planes aren't my thing. Once they announced that the plane is gonna take off and that we needed to put our seatbelts. My hands started shaking and I was sweating a lot. I started thinking back, that one day that changed my life. Where I lost my bestfriend, my father was my bestfriend he was the only one who understood me. The reason why I hate planes was because my dad died in a plane accident. Tears started coming down my face as I thought of him.
"Amy what's wrong!?" Justin asked, his face full of worry.
I couldn't talk right, "It's because my-my da-ad died in a pl- ane accident."
Justin took me in his arms and i started crying into his chest while he rubbed my back. "It's going to be okay." He kept repeating that until i fell asleep from the crying.
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"Awwe they look so cute!" Some one squealed.
"Take a picture, take a picture!"
All of a sudden there was a bright flash and a loud snap. When i opened my eyes, nobody was in sight. That was really weird. I noticed they had woke Justin up too. "Morning sleepy head," Justin smiled.
"Morning," I gave him a half smile, still tired.
"You guys we are here!" Pattie yelled.When i looked out the window, it was beautiful. The oceans, hotels, all the sand, and civillians walking around, looking like lost ants. It's Paradise.
