Chapter 10-On The 8,000 Pound Of Metal

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*LEXI'S POV*

I grabbed my blue jeans from my closet and folded them. My suit case was 99.999% packed and my taxi was arriving in about 45 minutes. 

"Are you packed yet?" Becca asked dragging her suit case. 

"I guess," I mumbled looking at my 'mess' aka suit case. The taxi arrived later than expected and Becca and I threw our stuff into the trunk. "Airport," I sighed going on my phone. Lucy hadn't texted me since the day she left for New York and I felt guilty. I was out having fun while she was stuck at home in New York City all alone. The airport was crowded and buzzing as Becca and I rolled our suit cases. I felt overwhelmed as I looked for Mitch or Nicole. 

"Lex?" Someone asked. I whipped around. Nicole, Troye, Mitch, Mandy, Karen, and Eliza were all standing there. Troye was tightly holding Nicole's hand as we walked through security. 

"Hey," Mitch mumbled as we trailed behind the pack.

"..Hey," I whispered back. 

"Plane 47 to Orlando will be delayed." A woman said over the intercom.

"Come on!" Mandy moaned throwing her hands in the air. A security man gave her a look as she walked through the beeper. The rest of the airport time was a blur as I carefully stepped onto the plane. 

"Hellooooo my riders. My name is Ryan Mackle (HAHAH) and I will be flying this plane to Florida. Sit back and relaxxx," The pilot said. I looked across the aisle at Nicole and Troye who were holding each other's hands as the plane turned onto the runway. My heart pounded. I really hated airplanes, the whole though of them really. A 8,000 pound metal flying in the air. Mitch looked over at me and grabbed my hand. 

"It will be okay, it's just a plane." Mitch mumbled rubbing my hand. I could feel my heart pound faster as the plane took off into the air. I leaned against Mitch and slowly closed my eyes. 

"Welcome to Florida. The weather is sunny and about 75 degrees. Have a greaaat weekend," Ryan the pilot said as the plane landed. We all got off the plane and headed towards a taxi. 

"Are you okay?" Mitch asked. My face felt hot and then black out. 

-THANKS FOR READING. SORRY IT WAS SHORT AND SORRY IT TOOK FOREVER TO BE POSTED.. I had writer's block.. oops. BYE! PEACE OUT-

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