I Promise, I'm Not a Stalker.

I'm Promise, I'm Not a Stalker.

I got frustrated and slammed my laptop closed skipping back into the main area of the shop.

I scooted next to Danielle who was reading a magazine and sighed loudly.

She looked up at me, then back down at her reading again.

I sighed even louder and got all up on her side, she just raised her eyebrows. I sighed again and slid down the cabinet and onto the floor.

"What is it Baylee?" She asked still scanning the magazine.

"I'm bored." I explained glancing up at her.

"You're at work; it's not supposed to be fun." She turned the page and I puckered my lips like I usually do when I'm thinking or bored.

"Your shift is almost over anyway." She explained.

I nodded and got up, walking over to my laptop again. I flipped the lid open and scanned twitter, I tweeted the picture of me and the three girls. I decided I needed to get my shit together and finish editing the video which took about another half hour of my time considering it was a side channel video and not a main channel one. I clicked upload which told me about an hour and nodded, my shift ended in an hour and a half so that worked out fine. I hopped up when I heard the bells chime in the shop and took their orders.

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"Bye Danielle!" I yelled throwing on my backpack and out to my mom who was waiting in the car.

"Bye!" She yelled back at me.

I hopped into my mom's car and set my backpack on the floor and put my seat belt on. I shoved my Penny board in the back in between my guitar case and my suitcase and looked at my mom.

"Ready?" She asked.

I nodded and we sped off.

"Okay, rules." She said when we stopped at a stop light. I let out a long sigh and slammed my head against the headrest.

"Oh hush up," she laughed, "Okay, now Cat is going to meet you at the airport when you land and I swear to god if she says anything about you getting into trouble or dying I will come out there and murder you."

"How can you murder me if I'm already dead?"

"I will find a way," she said glaring at me jokingly. "No boys, no breaking the law, no more piercings, no tattoos, no gambling, no blackmailing." She listed.

"Are you going to let me have any fun?" I looked at her raising my eyebrow.

"Nope."

"Mom, I think you need to relax, I'm moving out this summer, I'm not a little kid anymore." I looked at her and she swallowed.

"I know, but you're only 16." She parked so I could get out. "I love you, have a safe flight."

I got out of the car and I grabbed my camera putting the case strap around my neck so I could travel vlog. I put my backpack on and grabbed my guitar and suitcase out of the backseat. I set my Penny Board on the ground and road it to the entrance. I got my camera out and filmed riding and filmed the security guy kicking me off. I pouted at the camera and stopped recording when I got to security.

"All electronics need to be taken out of the carry-on bag the bored sounding, old security guy said.

I took out my laptop and placed it in the bin along with my camera. I placed my guitar gently on the conveyer belt. I took off my belt, my shoes, my beanie and my ring off. I had to hold up my pants walking through the metal detector, the metal detector went off and the man looked at me suspiciously.