one: i hate australia and dogs

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When I think of Australia I think of Kangaroos which makes me think of all the wildlife they have over there. Which also makes me think of the dangerous and poisonous animals they have. Then I start thinking about spiders and how much I hate spiders. Oh..My..God..What if a spider bit me and I died or an alligator came and chewed my leg off..

While I was mentally contemplating my death I hadn't even noticed the flight attendant standing next to me with the meanest expression plastered on her face.

"I'm sorry.. Um what did you want.. Or.. Um I mean what did you say before?" I asked stuttering as I popped my earbuds out.

"Do you want peanuts or not kid?" The 30 year old lady said rudely as she glared at me, waving the package in her right hand.

"What kind are they?" I gave her a polite smile as I tried to examine the bag.

"The airplane kind.." She huffed loudly as she rudely threw the peanuts onto my lap and moved on to the next passenger. Well someone overdosed on the rude pills this morning.

I turned my attention to back to the window and looked out at the endless amount of white. I had a 20 hour flight ahead of me.. Great. I put my earbuds back in and laid my head up against the window as I dozed off.
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So here I was 20 hours later in Adelaide, Australia standing out in the scorching sun. I stared down the road looking for any sign of my grandparents. Hell I didn't even know what kind of car they drove. I just felt, wet, sticky, and stupid at this point. I was the only one dumb enough to not stay in the nice air conditioned airport.

God could it get any warmer? I swear it had to be over 300 degrees.

Or atleast upper nineties..
So maybe wearing skinny jeans and a sweater wasn't one of my best ideas, but I wasn't good at planning ahead; I dressed as any other person would from Pennsylvania during December.
No one told me the seasons were reversed.. You think that would be important to mention Grandma..

I saw a white minivan start to drive up before stopping next to me and honking the horn. I watched as an old woman who I instantly recognized as my grandma jump out of the passenger side.

"Luna!" She yelled running toward me as she embraced me with her all too familiar hug that I missed so much. Smiling she eyed me up and down. "Your hair is purple and you've gotten so tall honey. The last time I saw you, you were a baby and I was still changing your diapers."

"Good thing I'm potty trained now. And the hair was a rebellious stage I was going through." I smiled releasing a small chuckle as I physically had to look down at her small frame.

"Luna you really should stop growing. How are you ever going to find a boy taller than you? You're just so large." She said taking a step back as she grabbed the handle on my bright yellow suitcase.

"Thanks Gram." I smiled giving her a thumbs up. Even though I'm pretty sure that was a far joke."That just makes me feel so much better." I somewhat whispered as she started walking towards the car.

"Come on! I'm not the only one who wants to see you." She yelled back to me waving her hand in the air. I reached down and grabbed my other bag as I made my way over to the car and threw it in the trunk.

"Hey Grandpa." I smiled as I buckled my seat belt.

"Hey Lunar Eclipse." He laughed as he somewhat turned around towards me.
"Your hair, it's purple. What happened to it being brown?"

"Oh ya I went through a everything-has-to-be-purple-phase last year."

"You're going to have to die it back to a natural color before school starts." My grandma said as she got into the passenger seat of the car.

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