Flights To L.A

8

Hayley:

I stretched my arms out towards the ceiling, the sun hitting my face, and the aroma of sweet pancakes filled the air. My eyes fluttered open, Liz was out of bed and probably helping my mom downstairs.

It is 9:36, my mom usually likes to cook breakfast at nine fifteen.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes, JACK! I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and had a message from him.

GILINSKY❤: Text Message

Good morning Hayley. Have a good day beautiful ❤ text me when you can.

I sighed with a smile and climbed out of bed. I let out a sigh of excitement, if there are such things as those, and made my way to the restroom to fix myself up.

Once I finished putting my hair into a messy bun, I made my way downstairs.

"Morning guys!" I yell as I walk into the kitchen.

"Hey Mrs. Gilinsky," Liz says, laughing.

"Oh come on Liz, lets not start with the Gilinsky jokes!!"

My mom laughs, "How did you sleep?"

"Pretty good," I answer.

"Good, today is Big Breakfast Saturday, reason being because you won yesterday."

"Don't forget her landing Gilinsky Ms. Montes!"

My mom laughs and faces the stove.

I smiled as my mom cooked the bacon.

"YES MOM!" I say, walking to the fridge. "Orange juice anyone?"

"Me dude!" Liz exclaims.

I grab two cups from the cabinet next to the refrigerator and pour thr juice in both cups.

"Here," I say, handing the cup to Liz.

I decide to text Jack.

Good morning J 💕

He immediately texts back.

GILINSKY❤: What are you doing beautiful?

Drinking orange juice. lol & you?

GILINSKY❤: Just finished eating. So tonight, I'm taking you out. Be ready by 7 and dress fancy! And don't ask where i am taking ya because I'm not going to tell you!

Haha! Fine then. But I'll see you later 😘

"Mom!! Jack said he's taking me out tonight. I have to dress fancy."

"I think it's a basic fancy dinner," Liz says.

"Well..." My mom says smiling, placing the plates of breakfast in front of Liz and I.

"I think I know what dress you can wear!" Liz exclaims.

"Which one?"

"The maroon long sleeve skin tight one."

"Mom?" I turn to her, taking a bite of my bacon.

"Yes. You can curl your hair, put it side ways too."

"Maybe accent the damn dress with black," Liz says with her mouth full.

"That would be perfect Hay!" My mom exclaims.

"I'll do your makeup okay?!" Liz claps her hands together with a big smile.

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The day went on slow, but it was finally time. I slipped into the dress and curled my hair.