Jump In The Deep End

 "Cher Bear!" My loving friend call out as I step out of the taxi.

 "I'm going to miss you so much!" Emmaline whispers to me as she hugs me with all of her might. "I'll miss you too girl." I whisper back, my voice cracking.

 I step back and plant a friendly kiss on her cheek. I grab my suitcase and walk into the airport.

 "Flight 294 to London now boarding." The lady anounces through the speaker. A tear rolls down my cheek as I head onto the plane.

 I shoot friendly smiles to strangers sitting around me on the plane. I wipe the wetness from the tear off my the side of my face and force a smile. 

 Don't worry Cher. This will only get better.

 I push a loose strand of my black hair behing my ear and look up at the flight attendant. She notices the mascara that probably all over my cheek from that tear. 

 "Are you alright miss?" She asks and warmly smiles down at me. I shake my head but give her a kind smile. 

 "Had to leave a friend. A best friend." I continue. She gives me a sweet and knowing smile. 

 "I know exactly how you feel, darling." I smile back at her.

 "Miss, would you like some help with.. that." She kindly asks while pointing a red finger nail at my face. I nod and smile as if to say thanks. She must know how this feels. Being in the air all the time she must have given up a few friends.

 She motions for me to follow her and I do so as she leads me to the back of the plane. Her blonde hair in a loose bun is going up and down as she walks torwards the back of the plane.

 "Here." She smile and hands me a blue packet. Neutrigina Makeup Remover. I greatfully take it and walk into the bathroom. I take of the makeup that was on my cheeks leaving only my lipstick and waterproof eyeliner on.

 I open the door and hand the flight attendant her makeup thingys back. She smiles and slips them into her purse.

 She leads me back to my seat in the front of the plane. She stands up near the wall in front of me and gives the basic speech you get when you are about to fly. After the speech is over she sits down next to me in the empty seat.

 "Hey, I'm Taylor." She smiles. "I'm Cher." I return the sweet smile.

 "So, Cher, want to tell me why you're going to London without your bestie?" She asks. I smile down at my hands. I've been wanting to tell someone about this for a while now. Maybe this flight won't be so bad.

 "Well, you see, I've been accepted into this thingy mabob." I start to explain. Taylor just chuckles a bit before looking at me, wating for me to go on. "And, I'm the new stylist for One Direction. Hair stylist." I smile, quite proud of my achivement. 

 Taylor's eyes go wide. "Wow."