Chapter 1

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Zara's P.O.V.

Oh no. This isn't supposed to happen to me. I mean, I am just 20 years old! It's the most imperfect age to die! I never thought I would die in a plane crash. This is terrible.

I look around. All I see is people panicking. There are some kids on the plane and they are crying. Really bad. What am I supposed to do? Suddenly I feel like somebody is tickling me. Seriously? Is this a time to freaking tickle me? I turn around to see who it is and that person just slaps me really hard. I scream.

"Oww!"

"Get up lazy ass!".

I don't even need to see who that person is. It's my best friend, Emma. That little bitch. She always applies the worst tricks to wake me up.

"What is your problem!", I say dramatically.

"What is your problem?! How could you sleep?!", she says as if I have done something unbelievable.

"What's wrong with sleeping?"

"Zara! Do you have memory loss or something? Look at the date!" she says frantically.

I look towards the calendar and I myself can't believe how I slept. It is 26th March! It is the day me and her are supposed to leave for THE Ultra Music Festival! I remember not being able to sleep till 2 in the morning and turning and tossing in my bed trying hard to sleep.

She looks at me now with a smirk and I smirk back at her.

"Emma...I can't believe this girl"

"Yeah okay. Now go get ready. We have a flight at 2 and its already 10. And yes, I have to visit my Grandma before we leave so I'll be back by 11. I want you ready by then. Kay?", she ordered.

"Yeah yeah get lost", I chuckle.

"See you!" she says while going down the stairs.

I go to my bathroom and do my business. I go down to the kitchen to see breakfast is already made by Emma. I love her. I eat my breakfast and while eating, I still can't believe how I've become so lucky and I smile like an idiot.

Emma comes back a few minutes after 11 am. She is all smiles this morning and so happy. We both check our luggage once again. Just to see that we were not forgetting anything. It is 12 and Emma says we should leave. We lock our apartment, hail a cab and are all smiles and excited on the way to the airport.

You guys must be thinking what is all this about.

So what happened is, my parents asked me what I wanted as a birthday gift last October. I couldn't think of anything. But then it came to my mind and I told them about it. I had always dreamt of going to the Ultra Music Fest with Emma. So I asked them for two tickets to the festival. They didn't say anything but they were a teensy bit disappointed since they were that hoping I was going to ask for something useful.

But they couldn't say anything since they told me I could ask for anything that I wanted. So that's it. That's how I've landed on this plane to Miami.

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