You know, airports are pretty creepy at four in the morning...there's like a lot of homeless people there.
During almost my first flight, which consisted of 15 hours and 20 minutes, I slept. Then I ate some food and slept some more. Thank god they were first class seats, I've never been able to sleep in regular class seats.
We landed in San Francisco at midnight. I got a call literally five minutes after we landed from Miranda.
"So how was your flight?" Matt questioned.
"Matt, why do you have my mom's phone?" I asked confused.
"I'm going with her and Clarissa to pick you up. Wait, did you just call her mom?" He asked shocked.
"Yeah, I-I guess I did," I said. That was weird, I've never called Miranda mom before...
"Well, we just saw that your flight landed so, we wanted to call and say we'll be by baggage claim to get you. "So yeah. See you later bye. Love you!" He ended the call with kissy noises.
"So, this is it," I said shrugging to Brody.
"I'm gonna miss you!" He exclaimed.
"Me too!" I replied and hugged him.
"You'll always be my girl lover," he joked and I laughed.
"Mm, love you," I said and kissed his cheek and he did the same.
"Bye," he said with a girly voice and waved like a queen.
"Bye, weirdo."
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You know how in the movies the guy always picks up the girl and twirls her around then kisses her passionately? That's how it was when Matt and I saw each other. I bolted down the escalator, tripped, got back up and ran into his arms.
I'll have a bruise tomorrow morning. God, that fucking hurt.
"I've missed you so much!" Matt muttered into my neck.
"I missed you too!"
"Did you bring me something?" Clarissa asked with a devious smile.
"Yeah two things, a shirt and a necklace," I sneered.
"Thank you," she replied and handed me my closet key. "You already locked it?"
"Well duh. I wasn't taking any chances. I also washed everything that was dirty so you'd literally have nothing to wear besides what you took to Australia, so yeah."
"Hey, if I knew that's why you were doing laundry, I wouldn't have given you chore money!" Miranda exclaimed and held her hand out for the money back.
We can get chore money?!
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Framing Our Forever
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