The clock hit 2am and Emily was still packing, she loaded every possible object that she could find useful for her new home in LA. Her parents were at the end of the house snoring and she could hear her little brother talking in his sleep. Something about dogs? She continued throwing pieces of clothing, books, toiletries and linen into the large suitcase that took up the space of her bedroom floor. The phone buzzed and the familiar sound of 'Looks That Kill' echoed down the hallway.
"Fuck i forgot to turn it on silent. Who the hell would ring me at 2am?" she answered the phone with a huff.
"Hello?" Emily whispered into the phone, trying not to wake her family.
"Emily, this is Kelly from Emirates Airlines, i am just ringing to urgently tell you that the next and only flight to the United States is in approximately 80 minutes, are you at the airport?" she almost fainted as she stumbled over her suitcase.
"u-uhm no i-im at home, just finished packing" Emily stuttered as she rolled her suitcase onto the front porch.
"Well you better get a move on, lucky there is hardly anyone on this flight, we can delay it for half an hour at the most, so please hurry" the woman replied kindly.
"You are amazing, thank you. I am on my way right now!" hanging up the phone, Emily scrambled to find the keys and the goodbye note to her family. Leaving it at the doorstep of her room, she locked the door behind her and ran to the car. Shoving her suitcase in the boot and softly turning on the ignition, she drove away with a rush of adrenaline and excitement tainted with fear and anxiety. She was taking a massive risk, but this was her time to shine...
The plane wheels hit the tarmac with a rumble and Emily awoke from what seemed a very short sleep. She wasn't one to sleep on plane flights, and was normally the one with headphones plugged in and her familiar hair metal music blaring. The air hostess touched her shoulder,
"We have just landed in Los Angeles, your bags are waiting for you in the airport," she spoke with a polite voice that Emily recognized vaguely.
"Kelly?" Emily groaned as she sat up to look at the woman. She smiled and continued down the lane of unoccupied seats. Jumping into action, she fumbled with her bags, brushed her hair back and stepped onto the metal stairs that led her towards the airport. Breathing through her nose, feeling the heavy weight of emotion and excitement pulling her forward, she got her bags, hailed a taxi and sped off to her new apartment in downtown LA. Her nose was pressed to the window as she took in what was to be her new home.