The phone rang at 6am, and my dad answered it with a growl. He then turned it off and woke my mum up. I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

I dragged myself from the bed and to the washroom to have a shower. Once I was done that I got dressed.

"Hurry up, we only have 5 minutes to get to the check-in." I nodded to my mum and grabbed my bag.

We took the elevator down and met with our luggage that was still on the trolley. I grabbed my two suitcases and pulled the handles up. I walked towards the door and braced myself for the icy cold wind.

The snow greeted me with a big slap in the face and I jogged across the platform to the airport entrance. I looked back to see my parents still in the lobby, most likely talking to the concierge.

I sighed and sat down in one of the chairs and pulled out my phone to check the time.

6:23am.

I shrugged and put my phone away. I looked up to see my parents rushing across the platform and pushing the doors open. I smiled and stood up, grabbing my suitcases, ready to dash off to wherever we had to go.

"The check-in" was all that my dad said and I turned around to look where he was walking off to.

I started walking towards the check-in and we waited in line.

When we got to the front of the line, my mom handed our flight tickets to the person behind the desk and she asked us to put our bags on the belt to the right. I nodded and walked over to the belt and deposited my suitcases.

We then went to the airport security check-in and had to put our carry-ons through the detector. I was the first to walk through the big detector frame. Luckily I wasn't wearing anything metal.

I walked through after the guard told me I was okay and I then put my shoes back on and waited for my parents to come through.

"Which gate is it?" I asked my dad, looking up at him.

"D." he replied.

I checked my phone again to see that we had about 20 minutes until we had to board the plane.

I spotted the sign that signified we were at Gate D and I sat down on a seat a few metres away from the check-in desk. I took out my phone and plugged in my earphones. I scrolled through my music and decided that I wanted to listen to some Muse.

I leaned back and brought my knees up to my chest. It wasn't long afterwards that an announcement came over the speaker system, saying that the flight to Oahu was now boarding. I paused my music and grabbed my bag. I then walked over to the counter with my parents and handed the flight attendant my ticket. She then scanned it and I walked past her into the little corridor that was attached to the plane.

I looked at my ticket and saw that we had the three window seats on the left reserved. I took the window seat for myself and prepared for the long flight. My mum sat down beside me and my dad sat in the aisle seat.

The voice of someone came on through the speakers and then told us all of the things to do on the plane if we were ever in danger, where the washrooms were, and so on and so forth. Then the pre-recorded voice changed to French and repeated everything.

I pulled the seatbelt across my lap and held onto the armrests. I breathed in and out slowly and prepared myself for takeoff.

"Honey, the plane won't be taking off for another 10 minutes. We haven't even gotten on the field yet!" My mum patted my right hand and turned back to my dad.

I released my grip on the armrests and took out my phone. I started to play Sudoku and a few minutes later the plane jolted. I froze and slowly turned my head to the left to look out the window.

The plane started to move away from the gate and then go towards the field. My hands found their way back to the armrests and held on to them tightly.

I've been on a few flights before, but they were all when I was younger than five, so I wouldn't be able to remember them.

My mum reminded me to chew some gum once the plane started to take off so that my ears wouldn't pop from the change in air pressure. I thanked her as she handed me a piece. I popped it in my mouth and braced myself as the plane started moving faster and faster.

The plane started to bounce a bit along the tarmac as it began to leave the ground. I could feel the plane tilting a bit so I looked out the window again. My mouth hung open when I saw that we were already high in the air, overlooking the airport and the few hangars that were placed around it.

I sat back and checked my phone. It was 7:28am. I looked over to see my dad had already fallen asleep. I laughed silently as I closed my eyes. It wasn't long before I had fallen asleep as well.