Hold My Hand

Maggie is abused by her step-father. Her mother died two years ago, leaving her with him. Not to mention, she is bullied at school by, the most popular kid in school, Harry Styles. When in one class, they are forced to work together, as partners, and Harry refuses to work at his house, he stumbles upon the abusing in action. When Harry realizes what she is going through, will he help her? Or just ignore it? Will they come closer through the project, or just farther apart? Find out in Hold My Hand.

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7. California

Chapter 7
California
Maggie Butler
"All passengers for direct flight to California. Now boarding." The voice over the speaker says. Julia, Gracey, and I all squeal. We run to the flight attendant collecting tickets. We practically run onto the plane. "I call window!" I yell as we push our way to our seats. "Middle!" Julia yells, holding up her hand. "Ugh fine." Gracey complains. "Rookie mistake." I laugh. We take our seat and Julia immediately leans her seat back and starts to snore. Gracey and I look at each other and snort. I plug my earphones into my iPhone and hit shuffle.
"This is the story of a girl..." I grin. I look out the window and smack my gum as the plane takes off. I shut my eyes. I open them again and I look out the window and see we are landing. Wow, I slept the whole time. "We are now landing in San Francisco, California." The captain says. Julia, Gracey, and I all scream. Everyone starts to stare but we don't care. We all high fived and bounced in our seats until the flight attendant came by to tell us to settle down. We just laughed. We exit the plane and look around. I see a tall man with black-gray hair with ice white teeth smiling. I drop my bags. I run towards him. He discards the sign and embraces me in a hug. "I missed you daddy." I say. I know what you are thinking. Why would she be happy to see the man that walked out on her when she was really young? Well my dad and I became really close through my mother's death. We both loved her dearly. My father told me he never really wanted to leave he just felt he was a danger to my mom and I because he was a drunk. He was now 3 years sober and still going strong. "I missed you too pumpkin." He says in my ear as he spins me around. He sets me downs. "Hello. You must be Julia." He says, turning to Julia. "Yes sir!" She exclaims holding out her hand. "Oh, come here!" He says. He opens his arms. She laughs as they hug. He turns to Gracey. "You must be Gracey." He says. He opens his arms. She embraces him in a big hug. "Lets get going." He says. We all walk outside, us girls chattering excitedly, my dad looking back at us and laughing. We go up to his car, which happened to be the same Mustang as mine, except it was white and black. Julia and Gracey squeeze into what there was of a back seat and I sit in the front. "So you girls ever been to California?" He asks Julia and Gracey. "No sir, never even been to America before." Gracey says. "Same here." Julia adds. Dad looks at them through the rear view mirror. He raises his eyebrows. "Really? Well you're gonna have a hell of a time." He says as he revvs the engine and zooms down the highway. We arrive at the big White House on the beach. "Wow." Gracey says. We run inside and claim our rooms. All of our rooms were right next to each others and had doors connecting them. "Maggie! I'm going to the store! Do you guys need anything?" My dad yells from downstairs. I look at them. They shake their heads. "No we're good thanks dad!" I hear the front door close. We all sit on my bed. "Hey guys?" Julia asks. "Yeah?" Gracey and I say in unison. "I think we need makeovers." Julia says, eyes shining bright and a giant smile spread across her face. I grin. "I think yes." We all go to the boardwalk. We all get out hair, nails, and toes done real nice. We have the hair people teach us how to do our hair that perfectly. Julia's purple hair was curled to perfection. Gracey's brown hair got fresh new blonde highlights and got her hair crimped. Me, on the other hand, got a mixture of both. I got my dark brown hair blonde highlights and had my hair straightened in the back with one piece on each side in the front curled. As we walk out we all squeal. My dad, being the generous and, um, rich, dad he was gave us his debit card to go and have fun. We go to the mall and buy heels, dresses, skirts, blouses, shorts, skinny jeans, and tank tops. We go to the bathing suit store next and buy some bikinis. We go back to the house and start to change. We decided to go to the beach. I changed into my recently bought, Aztec bikini on with a pair of shorts over with a loose fitted tank top that said, 'I'm not saying I'm Batman, but no one has every seen me and Batman in the same room before.' I go to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. Something still didn't look right. I take off my glasses. I could only see fuzziness in the mirror, so I couldn't tell if that was better. I open the cabinet and take out the contacts my dad bought for me last year that I never used. I put them in and gasp. I looked... Amazing. "Maggie! Are you ready?" Julia yells into the bathroom. She comes into the bathroom and gasps as well. "Maggie you look.... Amazing!" She says. I turn to her. "You look amazing too, Julia." I look over at Gracey over her shoulder who looked uncomfortable. "Gracey what's wrong?" I ask, worried. "I can't wear a bikini. I'm too fat." She whispers. "Gracey," I say, grabbing her hands. "Look at me. You are not, and never will be, too fat. You are already skinny as hell. I wish I could have your body." I say. She looks up at me, tears brimming her eyes. She wraps her arms around me. "Thanks Maggie." She says. She pulls away and get a better look at her. She looked amazing. "Wow. You look great." I say. "What about you, Maggie? You look the best out of all of us!" She shouts playfully. "No offense." She says, gesturing to Julia. Julia lifts up her hand. "None taken." "Shall we?" I say. I grab my iPhone and put on some sandals as we start to head out. We make it to the beach, and strip our over clothes. This felt great. Out in the sun, with my two best friends in the world, feeling better than ever. I just didn't want it to end. We go towards the water. I put my toes in and scream. "That's cold!" I yell. Just then, someone shoves me from behind and I go flying into the water. I scream and turn to see Julia standing there, smirking. "Oh it's on!" I yell. I splash her then tackle her into the water. I could already see a great Fall Break ahead of us.
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I cry as I leap into my dad's arms. Julia and Gracey have already boarded the plane, saving me a seat. "Daddy, I'll miss you." I cry. "I know sweetheart. I'll miss you too. I'll see you next Summer." He whispers in my ear as we hug. I decided next year, before I head off to college, to go to my dads. "I love you." I say. "I love you too pumpkin." He says. They call the last call and I regretfully break from him, heading towards the door. I hand the flight attendant my ticket and I turn right as I walk in the door. My dad puts up a hand in farewell. I put up mine. I wipe away the tears and head for the plane.
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