Kim's POV
"Kim, stop! You can't take alcohol on a plane!" Scott whined and hissed at the same time.

"I'm taking it! So deal with it!" I barked. Me and him were spinning around, both of us holding on to the mini bottle I has holding.

"Kim, stop it!"

"Fuck off, Scott! I will bite you." He kept holding on. "Fine." I muttered. I let go, making him stumble back.

"Good. Now get on the plane."

"Fine." I dragged my heavy suitcase to the plane. Scott waved and I flicked him off. Some man, took me to first class.
I sat down and took out my phone. I put my earphones in and closed my eyes. "Come and Get Me" by Selena Gomez came on.
Some day, Scott is going to leave me. Some day, someone is going to get rid of me because I am an asshole. Karma is going to get me. Really bad. It's going to get me for being a jerk to Scott. It's going to get me for being a bitch to my mom. It's going to get me for being self-absorbed. But it hasn't come today.
I fell asleep before the plane was even in the air. So I guess it was going to be a quick ride.

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