I run up to my brother, Adam. "You can't stop me from doing this!" I tell him. "Sonia, listen... I care about you and I'm not gonna let you go." He says firmly. I had a ticket to go to Atlanta, Georgia to meet Emile. Emile and I have been texting ever since I posted a video on youtube about Emile. My cousin knew I liked him, so she bought me tickets. "Please... If you cared about me you'd let me go." I say. Adam's been worried about me since middle school. My dad was an alcoholic, my mom didn't care about us. So he basically raised me. It wasn't helping that I was also getting bullied. "I love ya, sis. And if he lays a finger on you. You are returning back home. You here me?" My brother says. I roll my eyes. Then I think for a moment. "Wait... So your letting me go?" I ask. He nods nervously. I already had my bags packed in the back of my closet. I leave it in the living room, so it'll be ready for tomorrow. I change into yoga pants and a tanktop to get ready for be
My alarm clock startles me. I get up. remembering that I'm leaving today, I start to get ready. I change into denim jeans and a Kirby shirt. I tie my hair up into a high pony tail. I'm ready. I look at the time, '8:37'. Oh god... My brother drives me to the airport. My eyes were full of tears, but I tried not to let him see that I'm weak. "Sonia, I love you. I'm gonna miss you. 1 year... How will I do it without you?" Adam says. I couldn't help, but to cry. "I'll miss you too" I weep, giving him a big hug. "Go. Live your dream." He tells me. I give him a kiss on the cheek, wipe my tears, get out my luggages, and off I go into the airport. "Flight 37. To Atlanta, Georgia." I hear them call. I walk over to the gate. "Bye L.A." I whisper. My backpack was my only carry on. I sit down in my seat. I open my backpack to check off everything. Ear phones. Check. Ipad. Check. Iphone. Check. . Pillow. Check. I put the pillow on my back. A familiar person sits down next to me. I look at his face. AttackingToucans?! AKA TYLER! A few hours later we are laughing and talking about things. Then the question came up. "Why are you going to Atlanta?" I ask with a sweet smile. "I'm going to my cousin's wedding. Speaking of... I don't have a date. Would you will be willing to go with me?" he asks. "I'll think about it. Give me your number." I say. He hands me a piece of paper with his number. I grin and bite my lip. "So why are you going to Atlanta?" he asks. I panicked. What was I supposed to say, 'Oh I'm meeting a youtuber that I have had a crush on.' Nope. Finally i say something. "To visit a friend." I say. He nods. A few minutes I fall asleep.
*Time Skip*
I wake up to the sound of the flight attendant saying were landing. Then I notice something... I was laying on Tyler's arm. Tyler was awake, just browsing on his ipod. "Hey, sleeping beauty's awake!" he jokes. I punch him both walk off the plane. "I gotta go. Call me." he says with a beautiful smile. I wave. OMG... Instead of all the weigh falling off my shoulder, the weigh of the world was getting heavier. What was I gonna tell Emile, that I was flirting with a guy on the way here.I walk over to baggage claim. Suddenly I see Emile. He still doesn't know what I looked like, but I tried my best to describe me. I walk over to him and tap his shoulder. "Hi... I'm Sonia..." I say with a smile. His eyes were wide open. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. We stood there he finally smiles. "Your prettier than I thought." He says. I smile. He went outside to wait for me. I walked to the baggage claim. Across from me I see another familiar face. "Mandy?!" I say. Mandy was a friend I had in middle school. Last time I saw her she had pimples, big glasses, and short uneven hair. Now she has long hair, no glasses, no pimples, and makeup. She thought for a moment. "Sonia?!" She finally says. She runs across the room to hug me. We waited for our bags together, side by side. Finally she gave me her number and left. I go outside to find Emile. I run up to him. He chuckles. "What?" I ask. "Your luggage." He says, pointing to my hello kitty luggage. I stick my tung out. We drive to his house, suddenly he puts his arm around me and smiles. I am going to die.