• I was standing outside the LAX airport. An impeccably gorgeous guy was carrying me off a plane. His black, leather jacket was smooth but sticky underneath my bare legs. The holey jeans he had on were and they were Hollister. I had shorts on of course but they were short just the way I like them. They were from Hollister too and so was my bathing suit top. It had the little birdies on them and was yellow, blue, and pink.
    "What the hell?" I said.
    Damon smiled and explained "I didn't want to wake you, baby,"
    Since when was he calling me baby!? I thought to myself. As if he could read my thoughts he replied, “Since now.” then he kissed my cheek. I was actually kind of astonished. How the heck did I even get on the plane anyways? I really didn’t care at the moment. I just wanted him to let me go because I didn’t like all the stares of people walking past us. It was as if we were super-models or some famous couple worth staring at.
    “Will you let me down? People are staring and it’s starting to scare me,” I told him while looking into the dark shades of his sunglasses. He was still smiling when he replied, “All the more reason to hold you tight and close, but if you wish…” Then he set me down and the smile faded for ¼ of a second. I wondered how I could detect such a quick movement. It made me frown a little to see that beautiful smile of his go away but only for the ¼ of a second it was gone. I didn’t like how far away he seemed to be from me. I started walking just a little bit closer until my bare arm was touching the silky smooth leather of his jacket. Liking how close he felt, I put my head on his shoulder. His smile got brighter and then I felt his hand in my back pocket pulling me even closer to him.
    At that exact moment in time I felt happy and complete. The world’s problems just seemed to fade away with mine. For once I didn’t feel insecure even with all the extra attention I was getting. A reflection of myself was on a glass wall. I was blonder and beautiful. I didn’t remember what I looked like before, but I knew my reflection wasn’t as gorgeous before. My eyes were a brighter blue and my skin actually seemed pore less. I couldn’t really remember anything come to think of it. I just sort of woke up in Damon’s arms and started a whole new life! The only thing that lead me to believe I actually had a past, was the fact that I looked around 15 or 17.
    Using his free hand Damon opened the door to the outside world of LAX airport. It was sunny and palm trees were all around. Cabs and people talking aggravated me. We were walking quickly to get in a cab. One of them stopped and Damon opened the door for me to get in then closed it. I stared outside the window wondering where we were going…but then again I didn’t really care(: