When I went to Heathrow Airport in England to catch my flight to New York for vacation. I went to check my ticket and my passport. Everything was all right. I went to the cafeteria before to go to the gate until they let us know about my flight is ready to go. I went to order a coffee and I sat a table waiting for my flight. There was next to other table, which reminded me of someone. I only saw was a head with a long hair with strawberry-blond talking to someone. And she turned a bit her face to see her flight if it was on time. Meanwhile, I thought I would say just hi to that woman because she reminded me of someone. Guess who? It was Kristen Stewart! I was shocked and I asked her if she can give me an autograph and take a photo as well and she said "Sure no problem" then we did. She was so sweet and beautiful; she smiled all the time when she talked to me. And then I asked her where she is flying to, she told me that she is flying to New York. I said to her that I am too and I asked her what seat she was on, it was 20B and I looked at my ticket to see my number of the seat, it was 20A which means that we got the same seat in the same area. I heard that the flight is on time so Kristen and I took our baggage to the gate. In the gate were lots of passengers that will go to New York for their vacations or to go back home. We were the first to go to the bus to take us to the plane. We found our seat. We sat and put our seat belt. After that we started our conversation about different subjects until we go to New York, which is a long way. I told her why I love Kristen, about her personality, her movies, everything about her. Kristen was so amazed that I am so obsessed with her. Slowly we became friends and we took tons of photographs because we were kind of bored doing nothing in the plane. After 8 hours, we arrived in New York. Before we left from the plane, Kristen was asking me where I am going to stay; I said that I am going to stay at a hotel. Kristen insisted me to stay at her house because of being good friends. I was kind of nervous to tell her do not to but I had to accept it. So then we left from the plane, we went to the airport to pick our baggage up. Before we took our taxi, lots of paparazzi were bothering us, Kristen and I were trying to find a way to get out of the airport because there were lots of paparazzi yelling at us and following us. One of the paparazzi was yelling at Kristen "Kristen, Kristen! Who is that girl next to you?" Kristen replied, "She is a friend of mine. What's the point? Fuck you!" I laughed a bit and looked at Kristen. Then we got in the taxi to get us to her house, which is a pretty huge house she had.
