The day had come for me to go to the airport. I had received my tickets day before yesterday, and I was pretty excited. Heck, I wasn't excited, I was ecstatic. Cara and I had said our goodbyes earlier on, so now I was sitting in the car of the driver that One Direction management had arranged for me. I had packed two cabin carries, but I still wondered if I had packed enough. I decided that I probably wouldn't be able to sleep on the plane, so I might as well try to get my sleep right now. I plugged my earphones in and drifted off.
"Madam, we have arrived at the airport." A hand lightly shook me awake.
"Go away Mom." I mumbled and swatted the hand away. Then, I sat bolt upright, realizing that this person was most definitely not my mom. Turning bright red, I quickly apologized and stumbled out of the car. The driver just chuckled and handed me my bags, before getting in the car and driving off.
I looked on with interest at the airport. I didn't really travel that much, so I didn't know much about them. This airport was pretty big though. I dragged my cabin carries inside and boarded, before getting Mcdonalds and settling down to eat. Suddenly, I noticed a girl with bright red hair trip and fall over one of her bags.
I immediately got up to help the girl, whose embarrassed face matched the color of her hair.
"Thanks." She muttered, glancing around to see if anybody had seen her.
"No problem. I'm Tori, by the way."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Trish." She said. "Well, I'm sorry, but I have to catch my flight. Thanks for the help, by the way!"
I waved back to her and went to my meal, enjoying the heavenly taste of fries. Hey, a girl's gotta have her food time!
Thirty minutes into the flight, I had given up all hope to entertain myself. My phone was dead, which I was extremely worried about, I didn't want to get up to get my laptop out my bag (Yes, I was quite lazy) and the entertainment screen in front of me was getting boring. I had resorted to fiddling with my thumbs, making them play thumb wars with each other. I had gotten many glares from the people around me when I made, er, sound effects.
The plane went through turbulence, making me clutch my heart in fright. I was still not used to planes. I didn't like the idea of flying in the air so high.
Even though I had thought I wouldn't get any sleep, I eventually dozed off, to be woken when the plane was landing at our stop-over. I managed to buy a charger and charge my phone, and I saw I had gotten 10 missed calls and 15 text messages. Yikes. I decided to call her when we were actually in Los Angeles.
An extremely long time later, I got off the plane to be greeted with the sunshine.
Ladies and gentlemen, Tori Knightley has officially arrived at Los Angeles.