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Chapter 26

~Camille~
"Come on Esther! We'll miss our flight!" I shouted to Esther inside the house. She hurried out the door and into the car, her backpack flying behind her. She climbed in the car beside Shawn. Nash was driving us to the airport, so we can go to Toronto.
"Be careful!" I say as Nash picks me up and places me in the passenger seat. He gets in the car at the other side.
"You excited Esther?" I ask. She nods happily.
"Yes! I want to meet Shawn's sister! She sounds nice. I wanna be her friend." She exclaimed. We just chuckled at her child like behaviours. Well she is still a small child.
I pulled out my phone and went on Instagram. I haven't gone on it for a while. I don't have many followers, but that isn't a surprise. I saw that someone tagged me in a photo. It was Sarah, the girl we met at the park. I followed her and liked her photo. As soon as I did that, she posted another photo. It was a picture of me. It said:
"Oh my God @CamilleC just followed me! I can't believe it! I love you so much. Stay strong, we all love you! You have got a strong fandom!" I smiled at the picture. I smiled that I have a fandom. I smiled for everything. Not to long after, we arrived at the airport. Everyone got out of the car while I waited for someone to assist me. Shawn came over and lifted me out of the car. He pulled out my wheelchair and plopped me in.
"Thank you good sir." I say. He bows his head.
"Only for my cheesy queen." He replies. I laugh at our silliness.
~le time skip~
"Wait, you never replied to your mom?" I ask. He nods. We are sitting on the plane, just talking as the flight takes off.
"Yeah, she doesn't know we're coming right now." He said. I gave him the "you've gotta be kidding me" look, but he shrugged.
"We're gonna surprise them!" He says. I just laugh at him and his plans. Esther is asleep at the window seat. We still have 2 hours until we get there. I decide to try and sleep. I close my eyes and instantly go into dreams.
*•*•*
I woke up to screaming. The plane had crashed. I looked to my left, and saw no one there. No one was on the plane but me.
"Help!" I screamed. I couldn't move because of my disability to walk, and my paralysis. I screamed for help again. Then and awful pain came in my head. Part of the plane had fell on my. A white light shined over me. I was in, well, nothing. I felt ground but it was like I was in white. Then appeared a girl. A girl I recognize to much.
"River." I whisper. She smiles.
"So you've died. Are you okay?" She asked.
"Dead? I, I died? No! No no! My family. Esther, Shawn, Chris, Crawford, Karisma, Kirsten, Jocelyn, Nash." I say. That's all I can get out.
"Yes. You are dead. I hope you enjoy it." Then I blacked out.
I woke up suddenly, for real this time the plane hadn't crashed, Shawn and Esther were still in there seats, but both awake. We were landing. Phew, it felt so real that I died. But I didn't.
A flight attendant came to me with my wheelchair. Shawn helped move me to my chair. We got off the plane, back onto ground. Ah, Canada. I missed you.
"We're here!" I exclaim. I'm so excited.
"Yes we are. No need to yell." Shawn said. I had to wheel my own chair because Shawn was wheeling both of our suitcases. We walked out of the exit and out of the airport. I remember going into this airport to go to California for the first time to live there, like it was yesterday.

"I called Calum. He's coming to take us to my house."Shawn said. Calum is our old friend from when we lived here. He moved here from Australia, and people made fun of him for his accent. Luckily, he made friends with us. I've missed him a lot.

"Oh my god I've missed Calum. I miss his accent." I say. Shawn nods.

"He's my singing buddy." He said. I chuckled at them for their funny singing habit they have together. If you put them together and put a song on, they will start rocking out like it's nobody's business.
Soon Calum pulled up. He got out of his car and ran to us. He stopped when he saw me.

"Camille! What happened? Why are you in a wheelchair?" He asked.

"Long story." I say. He runs and picks me up. He hugs me tight.