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Nina is the shy one, she barely talks at school,only to her friends. But she's always had crazy ideas well this idea was crazier from all her other stunts. What happens when the inspiration from this crazy idea, comes for a little visit. Little did she know that this crazy idea of hers was probably the best. Or will her insecurity get the best of her.

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3. London Here We Come

The flight was long. For most of it I listened to my music while I stared out the window watching everything fly by us. Everyone was mostly asleep but for me and Syan. I looked over to Syan to see her watching a movie. Her eyes would flutter know and then but she stayed put. As the last song finished on my playlist, my One Direction playlist came on. Soon after I failed to stay awake any longer, letting my eye lids fall and my limbs relax. I drifted of to sleep listening to Moments, throughout my head.




He pressed his lips to mine. They were soft and smooth against mine, moving in perfect harmony. With his hands on my waist and mine around his neck, I played with his perfect brown curls, tangling and untangling my fingers around them. Nothing, and I mean nothing could ruin this moment. Just then out of the blue the ground started to shake. Soon everything was shaking. I could make out a faint voice in the distance.


"Nina, Nina, NINA!!!" It screamed. I awoke back on the plane with Syan holding and shaking my arm.
"What?!" I groaned. I guess I was wrong, my perfect moment was ruined.
"The plane landed, let's go!" she bounced up and down in her seat. I started to get up and grab my things. Syan got up too, and after we got our things we headed of. London here we come!
We called a taxi, and told him the hotel we were staying at. When we got there he helped us with our bags and we gave him a tip. He was such a gentleman, I hope everyone was like that. We went up to the desk and a girl with long strait blond hair looked at us.
"Welcome, how may I help you?" She said. She had a high pitched voice, but not as anoying as Bianca's.
"Room for two please under Almeida." I said politely. She typed something on the computer. Then smiled and handed us our key.
"Floor 3, room number 3B. Enjoy your stay!" She exclaimed. We took the elevator to get to floor 3 and when we went in our room we froze. There were two queen size beds with a gold bed sheet with silver swirls chasing each other. Then the pillows were just like the bed sheet but it had black spirals with the silver ones. The head board was dark brown, and had beautiful designs on it. Then we had a mini fridge, with a fancy sofa with two small pillows on either side. The walls were a bright red with paintings of kings and queens. The floors had a carpet covering colored white, and it was so soft if felt like I was walking on a cloud. Once we realized that we were catching flies we shut our mouths and laughed. I put my bag down and grabbed my pjs, put them on and jumped onto my bed. As soon as my head touched the cloud feeling pillow I fell asleep.
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