"Bye!" I yelled as I waved to my mom who was about 15 feet away. She waved back, a couple tears running down her face."Bye, Lacey!" she yelled back. I was leaving to go live with my dad,
they were divoriced but it's not like it was forever just a couple months. I walked to the front desk where there was a woman with blonde hair,brown eyes,and a little short. She had a red dress on with black tights and a small red hat on. "Welcome to Express Airlines," she said in a friendly tone.
"May I have your ticket?" I nodded and handed her the thin, long, golden piece of paper. "Flight 49," she stated "we'll be leaving in 10 minutes"
"Thank you,' I politly replied, she smiled and I walked to a seat. It was a small room with white walls and blue carpet. There were several other people there all waiting reading magazines, books, and playing games. Then over the little microphone the woman spoke.
"Flight 49 will be leaving shortly," she informed us "please go through the tunnel where you will be aboard the plane.
I followed the orders. As I waited to go through everyone was shoving people oout of the way, Cramming into clumps of people that couldn't fit through the door, and yelling, and babies crying.
All the noise gave me a headache I just wanted to scream SHUT UP! But you know I mean that's rude. A couple men in black tuxcedoes came in.
"Make a straight line,please," one told us "And we'll lead you to the plane," the other finished. The passengers, and me, obeyed. We all walked through the small tunnel and each, one by one, into the plane. When everyone was getting buckeled and putting their suitcases and luggages away I did the same.
I put my suitcase away, sat down in my seat, and strapped myself in.
"Ladies and gentlemen our flight will start in about five minutes please buckle up and get comfortable," the pilot told us.
After everyone was buckeled up and checked to make sure they were the plane took off. As we went up into the air it felt like I had whiplash from going so fast straight up.
My ears popped I had to swallow to get them back to normal but then they just popped again. When we finally were up in the air, not straight up, my ears stopped.
No one sat beside me two empty seats I sat in the third by the window. The whole time, for about two hours, I just looked out the window.
The white, puffy, cotton candy looking-like clouds were beautiful it was like I just wanted to get out and jump on them. While I was daydreaming about jumping on the feathery clouds a small, quiet, female voice awoke me.
"Can I get you anything to drink or eat?" she asked in a voice so tiny you could barely hear it.
"No thanks," I told her with a smile. The rest of the ride flew by I was really bored but I didn't bring anything to do. About a half hour later the pilot announced the plane would be landing soon.
The plane landed I ended up in an airport that was cod, small, and not ver crowded. I was now in a town where the sun barely shown and it was too cold out. Did I mention it never stopped raining? But I guess it wasn't so bad. I opened up my suitcase, got a jacket out and put it on then I zipped it up. With a shiver I was off to find my dad, Jake. I ran through the small airport, not seeing him. To my amazement I was lost I mean how could anyone possible get lost in such a small place?
Me apparently. Then I heard a voice. "Lacey!" I turned around it was my dad. "Where have you been?" he asked "I've been waiting for like 15 minutes"
"Sorry, dad I got lost," I said feeling embarassed. He chuckled and put his arm around me. We started to walk. When we go out of the building we went to his car.
He had a very old car, he was old-fashioned. It was from 1956 he wasn't alive in that year but he liked the car. It was small and beat up it was blue on the outside and the inside was brown with soft seats.
"Let's go," he said taking his arm off and walking to the driver's door.