Chapter One

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"Now boarding flight 25 to london" the attendance voice said booming threw the speakers of the airport.

"yieeeeep!" jadine yelled running from the bathroom " Oh my GOOOD! come on you guys we dont want to be late !"

when you got the the boarding gate the line was still to the little tim hortens around the cornner. Still very long and she made you wait there.

you waited for a good 20 minutes intill you got to the desk. You handed her your passport and ticket and she scooted you along like the rest of your friends.

"Are you guys exited as i am!" jadine said looking at you with her big blue eyes waiting for and answer.

" Not really, but im exited" avery said with a grin

Avery was the kind of girl who would speak her mind. Not caring if people didnt want her opinion, and you admierd her for that. She had waist-length beachy blonde hair. She was tall. ( way taller then any of you) and skinny. Her eyes were green, sometimes dark, somtimes light, but green and her teeth were perfect.

Jadine was completely different. She had long brown hair and bright blue eyes. she was average hight and her personality was a unique happy-saddness. She also had perfecrt teeth.

"well then" jadine said with attitude. You could tell she was joking by the way she skiped down the hall to he plane.

You got into the plane and it was crouded, really crouded and you, of course, were clausetro-phobic. You sat by the window with Taylor on your other side. You fumbled your thumbs and stared out the window, scared shitless.

Taylor moved closer to you and started to rub your back

"its gunna be ok, dont worry, before you know it we'll be in london."

Taylor is the nicest person you will ever meet. She always puts other before herself. She has medium length hair with a purple streak on each side. She has blue eyes and also, has perfect teeth.

You eventually fall asleep and when you wake up theres someone right in your face.

"Waaaakke up! We're here!" Jadine said spraying spit in your face.

You wipe it off and get up. You strech, step out of your seat and try to grab your things, but they fall all over you. you sigh and bend down to pick up your droped phone when a hand hit yours. you look up to find and see green staring into yours.

"Hi. my names Harry, Harry styles"

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