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Reflection	By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Amelia’s POV

I hung up the phone and tried to figure what shoes I should bring with me. I’m not like other girls with over a hundred pairs of shoes. I decided on my black converse, as well as my black knee high boots, a pair of high heels, and my ankle high boots. I figured that I could mix and match. At this rate, I’ll need another bag.

“Aren’t you ready yet?” my Dad said, leaning in my doorframe. I gave him a small smile and nodded. “I just have to say goodbye to the girls and Gunner, then we can go.” And with that, I was handing my bags and guitar to Dad so that he could put them in the truck. While he did this, I went downstairs to find Gracie and Chasey watching a movie with Gunner. “Hey guys, come give me a hug, Dad and I are leaving in a few minutes.” All at once I was tackled. Chasey had jumped into my arms and hugged me around my neck, Gracie latched onto my leg and Gunner stood there laughing. Finally the girls let go and I was able to hug my over six foot tall brother.

“Okay Princess, let’s go.” Yes, my dad calls me princess...He has since I was about three. Surprisingly, and to my relief, Sara was not coming along for the ride. Happy dance anyone? I said goodbye to Sara, just to keep my father somewhat sane, and then got into my dad’s silver, Chevy pick-up.

Finally, Dad got into the truck and we were off to San Antonio International Airport. The drive would take us just over an hour, and if I knew my father, it would probably be spent in silence. About twenty minutes into the drive, I pulled out my Ipod and started listening to Finger Eleven. Not even five minutes later, I was asleep.

Too soon after I fell asleep, my father stole my headphones and made me wake up. I had to drag myself out of the truck for two reasons. One I was tired and two, this truck is huge and I am built too close to the ground, or at least that’s what Dad says.

Dad ran in the building and grabbed a cart for all of our stuff, once it was loaded we headed off to find a place to sit before we had to check our bags and board the plane. I sat staring in whatever direction I thought Regan would be coming from. It was only just after four in the afternoon, and our plane to Los Angeles didn’t leave until six.

I sat there looking at a spot on the floor for the longest time. My father as impatient as ever, was pacing back and forth in front of me, and I swear he was wearing a hole in the floor.

I looked at my watch and realized that I’d been sitting there for a good hour and a half, I was now hoping that Regan and her dad would get here soon. We hadn’t seen each other in almost two months. As if knowing that I was thinking about her, I heard Regan yell my name.

I looked up and smiled and then ran up to her and her dad, both of them towering over me. I let out a squeal that was quickly squeezed out of me by my best friend. While we were hugging, our fathers were glaring at each other. “I missed you so much sis!” I said when Regan finally let me go. “Ready to swoon over Phil some more?” I laughed. “You know it, Ame.” She said laughing as well.

I dragged her over to the chairs that I had been sitting in and saving for her and Steve. While we sat there catching up, surprised to see that our fathers weren’t trying to kill each other yet. Being with Regan made the wait for the boarding call almost enjoyable, at least I had someone to talk to now. Our fathers, on the other hand, were sitting in complete silence, trying to ignore each other and not cause a scene in public.

“Oh by the way Dad, you’re sitting beside Mark, I’m stealing Ame,” Regan said, not even looking at our fathers who were now groaning. That was my sister for you, she was always the more forceful one of the two of us, and Steve knew when to argue and when not to. When the board call came out, Regan jumped up and took my arm, dragging me off toward the gate, leaving the bags to our fathers. I was starting to wonder if the two of them would make it through the flight without killing each other.
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