Maria's pov:
About two hours later we arrived at the airport. I was very excited to ride on an airplane but it also made me sad because it reminded me about my parents. I wish they were here.
The limo driver came and opened my door and I didn't even put both my feet on the ground when I got surrounded by security guards. I tapped on one of the tall security guards shoulder which made him turn his head really quick. "excuse me sir I was wondering why I have to be surrounded by this much security?" I asked puzzled. "its to keep you safe. your not normal anymore your the presidents daughter so we have to protect you." he said in a deep voice looking me right in the eyes. "what do you mean by I'm not normal?" I asked but he didn't answer. After the airport security got all of my bags out the car we started walking. I was in the middle of five security guards.
Once we got through all the medal detectors and stuff we headed to the plane or shall I say private jet. I walked up the stairs to the jet and once I got on the jet I swear my jaw literally hit the floor.
There were couches, tables, a big kitchen area, and flat screen TV's. I went and sat in a nice comfortable swivel chair. I spun around in it having fun like I was a little kid again. Then the pilot came on the speaker and said we had to find our seats. I got out the chair and found a nice window seat. I put my seatbelt on and I took my phone out my pocket and turned it off. I then remembered that every time I got on a plane during take off and landing my ears would hurt. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a piece of gum and put it in my mouth. It was my favorite flavor watermelon.
The plane slowly started to take of and I was gripping the arm rest like there was no tomorrow. I wasn't exactly scared of airplanes or heights or anything like that I just hate when I get that gut feeling when my stomach drops. Pretty soon it was all over and we were flying smoothly in the air with no problems. I was really tired from the night before I couldn't sleep. I just kept thinking why would the president want a girl like me? A girl that's socially awkward or a girl that hates the way she looks. To sum all that up an insecure girl like me. I laid my head on the window and slowly let a deep sleep take over my body
My eyes slowly fluttered open and I could feel the sun on my face. I opened my eyes fully and looked out the window. I was home. The plane carefully landed and I got out my seat and walked over to the plane door and waited for it to open. It opened and when I was about to walk down the stairs one of the security guards stopped me. "miss please wait until two of our other men go in front of you." he said putting his hand on my shoulder. I quickly nodded and stepped back so the other to security guards could go in front of me. After they were in front of me I started walking and two others followed behind me.
After we got into the limo they had waiting to take me to the white house I started to fall asleep again until my phone beeped in my pocket. I took it out my pocket and I saw that cody had tweeted. I unlocked my phone and went on the twitter app, after it loaded I went on to cody's page and looked at his new tweet. It said: @CodySimpson: can't wait to perform at the white house in three days #turnup. I screamed so loud the security guards thought I was dying or something. "miss are you ok? what happened?" one of them asked nervously."haha i'm ok um one of my idols cody simpson a.k.a the young prince just tweeted that he's performing at the white house in three days." I said catching my breath from screaming. "ok good, charlie cancel the ambulance." he said to the guy right next to him. "roger that boss." charlie said pressing something that was in his ear. Charlie had on a nice black suit, dark shades, curly brown hair, and his face resembled my fathers but he looked like a younger version. I shook off that thought and focused on Cody. I can't believe that I am going to meet my idol/inspiration Cody Simpson. I just hope he likes me.
Cody's pov: I had just left rehearsal for my performance at the white house its going to be amazing. I also get the chance to meet the presidents daughter. I don't know her name yet but I saw a picture of her. She has long brown hair, light blue eyes, and the most beautiful face. She looked like a angel and I also know that she is a angel (she is a fan of his). I hope she's not one of those fans that screams every time they see even though I love them to death it can annoying some times when i'm out with friends and then they scream and a whole bunch of people come running up to me and you guys know what I mean. When the car pulled up to the hotel I thanked my driver and then got out and as I got out the car my ears were filled with piercing screams from tons of girls. I signed and took pictures with as many of them as I could before security pulled me away. When I got to my hotel room I heard a weird noise coming from the closet. I quickly closed the room door and made my way to the closet. I opened it and I instantly wish I hadn't when I did.
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The Presidents Daughter
FanfictionMy parents died then, I became a orphan. Then, five years later, I became the presidents daughter.