what have we gotten ourselves into?

dani jackson and her best friend jessica wright are off on a school trip to france. neither of them expected for dani to be reunited with her best friend whom she left when moving to canada. neither expected this journey to be the most exciting either. *NOTE: not all facts are true. and for those who have similar stories, i did not intend for ours to be similar. thanks!

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Dani's pov

"dani, dani!" jessica Screamed across the airport hallway. "jess, jess!" i screamed back at her sarcastically. jessica and i have been friends since i moved to canada from england in year 9. i loved her like a sister but man can that girl yell. "i cant believe were going to paris! i cant wait to go to the eiffel tower and maybe ill meet the love of my life and-" she paused and stood still in the middle of the hallway. i sighed an continued walking. "you were saying.." i said as she caught up to me. "and what i was going to say is why so glum chum?" she said in her fake sad voice. i didnt respond. jess was the peppy type. she hated seeing people bummed out. she asked again. i simply replied "its nothing. dont worry about me". she didnt believe me. "i may have only met you a few years ago but i can tell when youre upset" she paused. "you can tell me anything". i thought about telling her but i couldnt. there was a force keeping me from saying a word. she sighed and walked away.

*30 minutes later

we boarded the plane and had taken off. as the plane soared through the skies i glanced out the window seeing nothing but white clouds. i knew deep down i was excited but i just felt more nervous than excited. jess noticed me sighing again. "dani theres something wrong. please tell me. i m worried" jess said axiously. "well its just that, im 16 now. i left my country and my friends and family 3 years ago and i miss them. i haven seen any of them. it was always mine and my best friends dream to go to paris together. i feel guilty knowing ill be there in paris without him" i sobbed. she patted my back. "why cant he meet us in paris? wait who is he an why havent i heard of him?" she said quietly. knowing jess she would have stolen my phone to see if he was in my contacts list to bring him to paris and surprise me. i couldnt tell her. i told her the wrong name. "uhh e-eric harrington" i stuttered not sure if she would buy it. "ooh so erics the guy you love?" no i replied. she gave me a dirty look and turned away. i dized off fo the rest of the 7 hour flight.
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