Better Than Words

«6 hours later»

Dessi and I got off the plane finally arriving in LA.
"Okay, we need to find baggage claim." Dessi said.
"We'll, I have no idea where that is, oh, wait, I think I see it over there beside the mini food court!" I said.
"I can't believe we have to carry 18 bags together." Sighed Dessi.
"How are we gonna carry all of these bags!?!?" I screamed.
We'll someone must've heard me yelling because a talk, muscular teenager came over to us and said,
"Do you need any help love?"
He had the hottest British accent! I was just standing there wide-eyed and drooling.
"Well, thank you." Dessi said, looking at me like I'm crazy.
"Well do you two mind telling me your names?" He said, carrying our bags to where we're supposed to be picked up.
"Wouldn't you like to know."Dessi snapped, waking away, rolling her eyes.
"You'll have to excuse her. We've had a rough morning. I'll tell you what. If it's fate, then I'll tell you our names."
"But......" He started, but was cut of by screams of a ton of girls. Just then, I knew that B (Bruno Mars) had Decided to come pick us up himself instead of just sending a car.
"I've got to go! Hey remember! Fate!" I yelled turning my head by the mystery guy laughing, running to mine and Dessi's ride.

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