Mia ✔️

Goodnight

"Check mate!" I say happily as I cheer with excitement

"Are you kidding me? 2 times in a row! That's not fair" Dylan whines as he looks at the chess board making sure everything is correct.

I stand up with joy, feeling accomplished and take a small stretch. I've been sitting for so long on this flight.

"Good evening ladies and Gentleman, this is your captain speaking. We are beginning to descend to our destination and will be landing shortly. If you take a look out the window on your left, you will see a beautiful view of Spain. Thank you for flying with us and we hope you had a wonderful flight" the captain announces

I go to the window and Dylan follows, he stands behind me and we look out the window. It was beautiful, we could see the sea and little houses. Everything looked so miniature sized it was remarkable. As we begin to descend, my ears start to pop and it was so annoying.
Dylan offered me some gum to help with the popping by chewing, luckily it helped, I don't know how tho...

We finally land and the plane stops moving. I grab my purse and things and the flight attendants open the plane door. We exit the plane and we are greeted by a man in a black suite holding car keys.

"Welcome Miss and Mr. Moore to Spain, we hope you had a pleasant flight and will enjoy your stay in Spain" the man in the suit says as he hands Dylan the car keys

Miss Moore? Uhh... what?

Dylan grabs the car keys not really caring about what the man was saying and mumbles a quick 'thanks'
I don't know why he acts so rude with other people, it's quite weird.

He starts walking towards a white Lamborghini parked near by. It was stunning, what a beautiful and expensive car.

"Whoa, this is your car?" I ask as I catch up with him

"Ya, I drive it when I come to Spain" he says

I go to the passenger side and look at the door for a minute. I was trying to figure out how to open this car.

"Dylan how the hell does this door open!?" I exclaim in a worry

Why is this so complicating, it wouldn't open like a normal car. Dylan gives a deep chuckle and comes to my side.
He pulls the handle and somehow it flys up wards. Whoa.... how the hell....

"Get in" he says with a smile

I duck and get into the low car. The inside was magnificent with black dashes and white leather seats. This is probably the most expensive car I have ever been in. I'll be honest, I was quite scared to touch anything so that I wouldn't break it. Cuz the handle probably cost more then my life

He came to the drivers seat and got into the car turning it on.

"So you come to Spain often?" I ask him

"Not really, only for business deals sometimes" he says as he starts driving

As we drive to the hotel, I look out the window. Barcelona was magnificent with beautiful art and amazing medieval architecture. After about 15min, Dylan pulls up to a stunning hotel. He parks the car and I manage to actually open the door this time.

We enter the hotel and I am greeted by beautiful marble floors and a huge chandelier in the lobby of the hotel. Dylan goes to check us in and after a few minutes, he comes back and he tells me to follow him to our room. We enter the elevator and he presses the top floor

I can't believe we actually were in Spain. Never did I think when my mom first told me about leaving home, did I imagine I would end up going to Spain for a vacation. It's funny what life brings you.