Chp 10: welcome to LA
When the boys and I get on the plane heading towards LA all I can think about is seeing that beautiful smile from Instagram in person. Sarah is seriously the most beautiful girl ever. She doesn't look anything like her old young self with straight brown hair and purple and pink clothes but I love her look now. She is always wearing band Ts and skinny jeans with vans or converse. Her hair is still brown and straight but it has layers and blond highlights in it now.
When the light above my seat turns on and tells me that I can finally turn my phone back on
I see that I have a message from Sarah.
"Hey ashy don't be mad but I told two of my friend a that u would be coming. They are big fans but promised they would act crazy around you or tell anyone u would be coming. -Sarah " I loved when she called me ashy. It reminded me of when we were little. I couldn't get her out of my head. I miss her so much. I can't believe it's been 9 years since I have seen her in person. I hope she doesn't mind the new me, and I hate that she thinks she can make me mad so easily.
"Sis u can't make me mad that easily. I would even love to meet your friends and maybe even sign some stuff for them ;) I would do anything to make you happy " I sent the text regretting sending the last part. It was true I would do anything for her but it sounded cheesy when I sent it. She replied back "lol thx ashy xD I can't believe u would do that for me. I love you and I would do anything for you too. You were my best friend. " she said I was. As in I wasn't anymore. I know I shouldn't be annoyed at that because I'm the one who didn't talk to her after she moved. But I always still referred to her as my best friend. Well besides the boys that is.
The pilot comes on the speaker and say we will be landing in 10 minutes. I can't wait to see sarah and her family when we land.
They offered to pick me up from the airport but when I landed it was at like 3:20 in the morning and I didn't want them driving an hour from home and then back. It didn't make sense so I told them I would get a ride to the hotel with the boys and stay there for the night and come over on Sunday afternoon.
The hotel is only about 5 minutes from sarahs house and I guess I could have went over last night/early this morning but I didn't want to wake them.
When I get to the house I am greeted with welcoming arms and loving smiles I hadn't seen in years. I seen everyone except for the one person who I was looking forward to seeing the most.
"Um where's Sarah mrs. h ?" I was kinda upset that I didn't see her. Maybe she was still asleep because it was still early. I couldn't wait any longer so I arrived a little earlier then planned.
"Oh she thought u would be coming later on so she stayed at a friends across the corner. She should be home about 1ish. Make yourself at home we missed you so much ashy but we really have to go or we will be late for work. Love u ash good seeing u again. See u tonight at dinner. Your bedroom is the forth door on the right" Danny (sarahs mom) yelled as her and Sean (sarahs dad) ran out the door.
I was left alone. In a humongous house that I had never been in. I didn't know where anything was except for my room.
I head up to my room and see that I have my own bathroom and a balcony that I guess I share with Sarah because there is another door further down the wall with blue curtains. I go to look through the sliding glass door at her room. It's a very clean and near room with blue and white chevron strips (her dream room she had always wanted). I smiled and walked back to my room and started unpacking.
I couldn't believe I was in LA and in less then an hour I would be hugging the most perfect girl in the world. Did I just say that? What the hells going on with me ...