The airport was cold. I waited for Uncle Martin but he never came. Many of the other passengers went away. I was the only one there. I looked in my phone to see if he messaged me, but no text. 10:28, 11:15, 12:30, it seemed like he'll never come. Suddenly, a security guard asked me if I was lost, and why I was there(alone). Of course, I told him what was my business there and if I were okay. He even gave me a Snow Bear candy. 4:46, that guard left. I saw his name tag : Michael James-San Francisco Airport Security
I didn't know that a first name could be a last name. It would be odd of making a name like 'Walters Mia'.
To keep me entertained, I searched for a magazine of Little Model(my favorite). I was so hot-tempered when I found out that it was left at home! I went in the restroom and made a scream for 2 whole minutes. "Mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom!" (in my lowest voice) 10°C, the temperature in the airport. With my sweater, I fought the cold out of the CR.
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♥The Dumbest Life of That Girl♥
Non-FictionMia's life is a dumb one, she really admits it. She's a spoiled kid. But she has good friends, ugly home, tardy uncle and imperfect life! What could she ever ask more? Well, one more thing, and it is almost to be discovered... P.S. Actually, I think...
