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𝐿𝒶𝓎𝓁𝒶'𝓈  𝒫.𝒪.𝒱
(𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗵 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗮)
𝗦𝗲𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟱𝘁𝗵 𝟮𝟬𝟭𝟲

I'm in my room finishing packing my suitcase because we've only got an hour until we need to go to the airport my parents booked a late vacation to Ibiza for my sister Isabelle's graduation i don't really want to go because i've only just broken up with my boyfriend max when i say just i mean quite literally this morning which has only been 5 hours since we broke up he said he didn't want to be with me any more because I obviously don't love him because I won't sleep with him
I know for a fact that he obviously never loved me

I've just finished packing my suitcase just as my room door swings open and my mom walks in "Layla are you ready to go" she says
"Yes Mom I'm ready" I say zipping up my suitcase
"Hurry up then Layla we haven't got all day we will miss our flight if you keep taking your time" she says with a huff as she turns on her heels

I stand up and slip on my shoes and hoodie I already had on my comfy clothes on ready for the 12-and-a-half-hour plane ride

I take my suitcase down the stairs when I see my mom, dad and sister all stood by the door with their suitcases

"Took you long enough" Isabelle my sister says with a Huff 
"It's not my fault" I shrug
"Girls stop arguing and let's get going" my dad says with a huff we all walk outside and get in the car I sit down and put my air pods in

I wouldn't say my family is wealthy but they're not low-paid either I mean my mom is a doctor and my dads an engineer manager my sister's just graduated high school she's gonna go to college to be a lawyer they want me to go to college to be somehigh paid professional or some shit that's just not me I've never been that way I want to become an actor or something in the film department that's something I've always wanted to do ever since I was little I adored the way films and stuff where made ever since then it just seems like their fine with whatever isabelle wants to do but not me they just want me to do what they choose its like my happiness never even matters

"layla we're here" mom says as we're all getting out of the car

"okay i'm coming" i say getting out the car we go through security then board the plane i take the window seat i'm sat quiet while my parents and isabelle are talking about her graduation party i end up falling asleep

(12 & ½ 𝙝𝙧𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧)

i woke up about two hours ago i just sat there thinking about how this hoilday's gonna be i don't think it will be any different from the ones i've been on before but who knows it might surprise me

we get off the plane my dad calls an uber while my mom and sister are talking about what she's gonna wear for her graduation party the uber turns up we all get in the car my dad tells the driver where our hotel is once we arrive at the hotel dad pays the driver

once we've got our room keys im glad that we've all got seperate rooms because if i had to share a room with isabelle or my parents i would go insane

"girls get ready i've booked a dinner reservation for an hour dress fancy it's quite a fancy place" my mom says i just simply nod my head and retreat to my hotel room

god help me with this posh dinner

after a 10 minute pep talk i fianlly decide to get up off the comfy hotel bed and shower i choose the most formal thing i own which is a halter black dress its simple but formal like my mom said i put silver heels with it i just do simple makeup where its quite hot weather in ibiza i leave my hair down

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