I made a short video telling my channel where I was going and how long I planned to be there. I left it with a quiet outtro instead of my normal loud one. When I stopped recording I almost felt like I was leaving a part of me behind. I looked at the comments while I was in line at the airport and saw so many good ones that my smile reached to my ears. Even the hater comments had replies from my fans that defended me. Gosh I love all of them. I'd be no where without them. I sighed and was about to border when a girl ran in front of me and down the corridor to the plane. I wonder what her problem is...I thought. I shrugged and boarded the plane.

****Time Skip****

Sitting on the plane I looked out the window at the ground below us. It was beautiful up here. Ireland was always beautiful too. It was hard not to look at my home country and go: Damn...what an awesome country.
There was a girl beside me with earbuds in her ears. She looked like she was only 20 or so. Her hair was a fair brown color and her eyes were a light grey color. She didn't seem very talkative but she did look bored. I had tried talking to her a couple of times but she more or less just blew me off. Only when she saw that I had books in my carry-on did she take interest in me and take out a single earbud.

"Can I look through your books?" She asked, pointing to the bag.
"Sure!" I said with a small smile, "I'm Sean by the way."

"Amanda." She said.

The rest of the plane ride was pretty quiet as she had picked up a book and was reading it as if she'd never read anything like it. When we were getting ready to get off the plane she asked to keep the book so she could finish it. I told her she could since I had read it a million times before. I was getting in a taxi and heading to my hotel before I noticed something was off. I searched through my bag to see if I was missing anything and sure enough, I was. Amanda had stolen my wallet. Shit! That arse! I thought. How was I going to pay for the cab now?! HOW WAS I GOING TO PAY FOR MY ROOM?! I just groaned and leaned back against the seat. When we got to my hotel I tried to explain to the cabbie what happened but before more than "I have no money..." could get out of my mouth he threw me out onto the curb, and then threw my bags next to me. I landed with a loud "Oof!" and my bag landed beside me with a "Crunch!" I knew something had been broken. I just groaned again and fell back onto the pavement. I laid my right arm over my eyes and held onto my bag with my left.
"Jack? Is that you?" Someone said.
I lifted my arm and gazed around until I saw the speaker. It was Mark.