Finally, the plane could not have landed faster. As the passengers flooded out of the plane, I checked to see whether Crosby was still here. But all I saw as I turn around was my sister, face somewhat pale. As I walked out to the terminal, I thought Why was he flying commercial? "Maggie! Maggie! Look!" Jessie exclaimed. When I turn around, I see my dad with a smile and two bags of luggage. "Dad! Be careful! My outfits are in there. Crosby has to see me looking so hot!" she spat. I buried my head in my hands as I went over to hug him.
"Well, my princesses, welcome to L.A.! Where do you want to go first?" my dad asked happily. Right when I was about to respond, someone bumped into me. He took one look at me and ran. It was Crosby. I know it was him. "Maggie, you were about to say something." my dad said as he clapped his hands to bring my attention back. "Oh, I want to go to Dairy Queen..." I trailed off. My headphones started to boom with "Paper Heart" as my phone vibrated. "It's Mom. Hi Mom. Yeah, we're here...."
My dad's new house was one of the biggest because his grandparents invented those pool floaters. As soon as he opened the door, Jessie bolted for the bathroom as I took a look around. It was bigger than my mom's house AND my maternal grandparents' house combined. I ran up the carpeted spiral staircase to the second floor where I found 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. Finally, I won't have to share with Jessie. I brought my bag to the smaller bedroom which was the size of our kitchen and started to unpack.
"Honey, we are going sightseeing tomorrow! We'll get Dairy Queen then. Okay?" said my dad from the kitchen. I yelled my approval and felt something somewhat odd in my suitcase. I found a slip of paper in the very bottom. As I was about to open it, Jessie came in with a smug look on her face. "Listen up. I'm not going to go sightseeing with you and dad. I'm looking for Crosby the whole time I'm here. So enjoy! When I find him, he'll realize we are perfect for each other. His blue highlights against that dark brown hair is so hot!" she said, in a dream-like state. She walked out of there all disoriented, like she was drunk.
The paper was crumpled, but I still saw something. On the paper, there was a phone number, a picture of a guitar, a heart, and a smile, and 2 words.
CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.