It was a normal school day, well for my friends. It was the day I flew and landed in America.
We were getting ready for singing (it was in our class because the auditorium and hall were booked). I knew there was 45 minutes till I left school but it just didn't feel real at all.
We were singing at full volume not being able to hear the bell go off so I had no clue I had to leave until I checked the time It was 12:35 I had to go or we would miss our flight.
I rushed up to the teachers to get a goodbye hug (which I was not expecting) then I ran straight to the office where my dad was supposedly meant to meet me but instead met me by the class.
We went home and got ready because we had to be at the airport at 4:30 on the dot. We arrived at the airport right on time to fly to Auckland.
In Auckland We went through customs but came to a holt because my sister had accidentally packed two pairs of scissors because she packed her school pencil case.
As we were waiting we heard our last boarding call which means the gate was about to close.
We packed my sisters stuff up and sprinted to our gate which a random lady told us was the closest gate but no it was by far the furthest gate. We had just made it and were the last people boarding! See you soon New Zealand!
