Alanna: I totally agree, Chace was always that sort of person and as hard as it is to except he cheated, Chelsea was a friend and it was unforgivable.
Portia: It is an awful situation, so I hear that you and hunky Italian Marco are a thing!
Alanna: Yeah except we are not,
Portia: Everyone is saying that you are.
Alanna: There is nothing going on with me and Marco there never has and never will be.
Portia: The press has it wrong then.
Alanna: Very wrong, although he did ask me to go to Venice with him,
Portia: Wow, are you going.
Alanna: No, I am going to London tomorrow with my dad.
Portia: London you have always wanted to go it must be a dream come true.
Alanna: Yeah it totally is.
Portia: What I would give go jet off to London it gives me goose bumps just thinking about it.
Alanna: Yes, I am super excited trip of a lifetime!
Portia: Yes it is.
Alanna: I better go and grab some dinner and head of to bed it is a 6.30 flight and I need sleep.
Portia: Have fun and I will see you when you get back.
Alanna: Yes, we will meet up for coffee or something.
Portia: p.s happy new year
Alanna: Happy New Year
I log off and close up my laptop. I go over to the kitchen and have a raid through the fridge oh what looks good. I grab a pre-made chicken salad and can of coke and I sit down at the table. As I begin to eat my dinner, I think to myself, did Portia really think that Marco and me where an item? On the other hand, was she simply just fishing? That is the thing with Portia, although she is nice and everything else, there is a side to her that maybe is a little bit of a gossip. She does tend to spread rumors a lot and I am always very aware and careful of what I say to her. Knowing that whatever I say could end up on her blog or even worse in the hands of the press.
“Hi.”
Sophie shouts as she pours in through the door with more Macy’s bags than I think I have ever seen in the arms of any one person.
"Shop till you drop huh?"
“Oh you could say that.” Sophie says with a little smile.
“I have the most amazing news.”
“Oh, do tell.”
“You know how I always wanted to go London?”
“I think everyone knows that Alanna.”
“I’m going.”
“When are you going?”
“I am going tomorrow.”
“Huh?”
“Yes in the morning.”
“Why are you going to London?”
“My dad has work, over there and he has asked me to go with him.”
“How long you going for?”
“Four days.”
“That’s wonderful really it is you must be so excited?”
“I am.”
“I bought you a little something today.”
“You didn’t have to.”
“No, but I wanted to, you have been so good to me recently and have helped me through a lot. I just wanted to show how much it’s appreciated.” She rummages through her bags and pulls out a little Tiffany box, she hands it to me and I carefully open the little blue packaging. I am surprised when I see the little silver locket; its round with carved roses on it and inside there is a picture of Sophie and me at the beach.
“Sophie it’s wonderful I love it, really its lovely thanks.”
“I wanted to get you something special, you are amazing Alanna.”
Four
I am, finally here, sitting on the airplane first class heading to London. I cannot really contain myself with excitement. Although I am not really the best flyer in the world, in fact, usually I am a nervous wreck on an airplane and I cannot lie and say I am not felling the same way now. As the plane takes off and turns around on its way to London, I feel a sudden sense of unease, it is as if I am falling the plane starts to shudder and I nearly jump out of my seat. It shudders again and starts to shake I am terrified. I have a glass of water on my table and I see the water start to tipple out of the glass, oh my god this is scary. I see the airhostess and, perhaps it is just me, but she seems to have worried look on her face oh please do not let there be anything wrong with airplane, oh god please. Then all of a sudden the shuddering and shakes begin to fade off and I hear the captain through the microphone.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, there was a lot of head wind there but luckily it seems to have cleared. We are looking at a nice, smooth flight with duration of just over seven hours, so sit back relax and enjoy the flight."
“Oh thank god,” I say to dad who is a little preoccupied with paper work I do not even think he noticed the shudders.
“Yeah sweetie fine” I shake my head in disbelief. How could he be so wrapped up in his paper work not to realize the plane was practically falling from the sky? Maybe, that is a little overreacted, any way he is just being dad and I am not going to let anything ruin my trip. I put on my headphones and search for a movie to watch. I see that the latest Twilight movie is on. I do not usually watch that kind of movie, but hey, I might as well. When the movie is over, it is time for lunch and I must say that, for airplane food, it is actually quite nice. Another hour passes and I cannot help but flick my little TV screen over to the sky map, I cannot resist seeing how far I am away from London my dream city. I see that it is just less than four hours to go until we land. I take out my iPod and start to listen to some tunes, and in the process, I must fall asleep. I am dreaming I am in London, I am at black tie event there are people all around, it is same kind of setting as the event in New York the other night but somehow more spectacular, more elegant, and more glamorous. I wake up to find one of the cabin crew speaking through the microphone.