First Glance

Departure

*ok so if this is horrible I'm so so so sorry, it's my first Wattpad story and I don't know if I can actually write so here goes nothing. vote and comment please, ily <3 -J xoxo

(Jane's POV) *4:15AM

I hear my moms pitter patter steps as they inch closer to my bedroom door. I pull my sheets up nearer to my face knowing she's going to enter any minute.

“Jane come on you and Sienna have to get up the flight is at 7:00”

        I rub my eyes and get up feeling the chill from outside of the blanket. I get goose bumps. I look over at my best friend and she is curled up in a ball and looks so comfortable. I don’t want to disturb her sleep, but it’s the big day.

         I push her shoulder, “Sienna”, nothing. I try and raise my voice more, “Sieennnaa”, still nothing. I finally shout, “SIENNA!”

“….what?...” she says sharply.

“Its time. Come on get up, we’re finally going to the Dominican.”

“I know, but it’s so early.”

“ Sorry babe but you have to get up, you can sleep on the plane.”

She sticks her tongue out at me “Ok I’m getting up”

         I go to the bathroom to get ready. I brush my teeth, comb my hair and after a couple of minutes of staring at the bed head that I call hair I decide to tie it up in a messy bun. I walk over to my room and I tell Sienna to get her butt up because I can’t go on the plane with pajamas. I finally get to change after a couple of minutes of arguing with her. I throw on my light blue and white Christmas jumper (it’s -6 degrees celsius out and its also very comfy), my leggings and have my purse as a carry on. I hear a knock on my door.

         "Jane are you ready?" comes from my brother looking like he just jumped out of bed. “Ya, I’ll be right down”

I grab my pillow for the plane, look at myself in the mirror for the hundredth time, not knowing what exactly I keep looking at, then run downstairs.

Everyone is rushing around trying to grab breakfast because it’s already 4:55. I have to make breakfast for Sienna, she’s the guest but I just toss her stale pizza and she’s fine. I go throw on my brown oxfords and get out the door.

The security at the airport is taking forever so Sienna and I are jamming out to One Direction while waiting in line.

“Jane think of all the cute boys there that are going to be shirtless!” she almost screams this at me. I do get a bit excited but I’m not the type boys are attracted to so I’m not so excited for that as I am for the warm weather, Toronto summers consist of leggings and maybe t-shirts. I’m ready for my bathing suit to come out.

 We finally enter our plane and Sienna and I find our seats together. So happy I’m sitting beside her for the four hours, I couldn’t stand sitting with my brother. Both of us just stare out the window longingly as we taxi around the airport-landing track, watching all the people mill around at the start of their work day. None of these people know what tomorrow consists for them or even what’s going to happen in two hours but that’s just life. I wonder what I'm going to be doing tomorrow?

This thought lasts for a bit before I hear the stewardess over the intercom “Everyone please buckle your seat belts we’re about to depart” Then I feel the plane speed up and lift off the ground. I reach over and squeeze Sienna’s hand.

Here’s goes nothing.