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I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blairing in my ear. I sat up in my comfortable bed rubbing my eyes and yawning.

"Shut up" I groaned turning it on snooze, the time read 5:02 am

"Honey, breakfast is almost ready, hurry up and get ready!" My mother called from the kitchen

"OK!" I answered

My flight to Wilmington was today and it was early. Well, not really but it was when your mom wants you to wake up at five am to get ready.

I tiredly stepped into my bathroom rubbing a hand down my face and looking at myself in the mirror. I decided to take a quick shower.

I blew dry my hair after, slightly curling it and throwing on grey sweatpants and my baby pink skims top since I wanted to be comfortble on the plane. I washed my face and brushed my teeth then doing some light makeup and walking downstairs.

"Hey, hun, are you excited?" She questions her new york accent coming out a little bit

"Mhm" I tell her popping a piece of toast into my mouth

"Don't stuff your face, youll choke" She warns as she snatches her purse from the coat hanger

"Yes ma'm" I respond swallowing, washing it down with a cup of orange juice

"Are you ready?" she asks standing by the door

"Are you going to eat?" I wonder grabbing her keys of the table

"Already did, let's go" She informs me, catching her keys as I threw them to her




I groggily walk off the plane into the airport after the long ride to North Carolina. I thought I was tired now but I still had a 2 hour car ride to Wilmington.

I look around the big aiport to see where all the luggage was. After a few minutes of reading signs and attampteng to ask people for help I found the large conveyer belt where everyones luggage was. As I stood there patiently waiting I saw a familair curly haired boy next to me.

"Walker?" I asked trying to get a better look

"Hi!" he exclaims thinking its a fan before he turns around and sees me "Oh, CC" he says blushing a little bit

"Do you know where anyone else is?" I question

"Nope, I'm pretty sure most of them either have an later or earlier flight" He answers

"K" I reply spotting my light blue suitcase as it gets closer "Well, I'm going to get a taxie" I inform him grabbing my suitcase and turning around

"Wait!" He says stopping me

"Yes?" I reply turning around my eyebrows raised

"Nick sent a car for everyone"

"Oh"

"I'm pretty sure we're supposed to ride together since we got here at the same time"

"Oh" I repeat wondering how I didn't know about this then realized I was wasting time "Ok, come on then" I look at him starting to walk

"You live in New York City, right?" He asks catching up with me

"Mhm, why?"

"Because you walk fast" He tells me and I start to laugh

"What?" He questions

"Nothing" I start "I mean I guess that's true, it's just normal to me"

"Have you lived there your whole life?"

"Yeah, have you ever been?"

"No, I want to"

"It's nice..sometimes" I answer

We walk outside the airport and see a black mercadez and a guy in a suit outside of it holding a sign with our names on it. As I look over at it I see walker walking the opposite direction still looking for our car.

"Walker, this way" I explain sighing and grabbing his arm, pulling him to the fancy car

The chafour opens the door for us and we thank him while sitting in the comfortable car.

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