The Art of Defence

As Emily quickly rushed out of the door, she quickly grabbed her black down coat. She suddenly got into her friend Tailor's old Toyota Prius. Taylor imminently drove off to class. Once they got to the Iris & B. Gerald Cantor Center for Visual Arts, at Stanford University where they attended, they walked into Mrs.. Basile’s contemporary art class. They quickly snatched a seat next to their friend Yael in the back of the room. The eccentric teacher lectured us about Damien Hirst’s well-known spot paintings. Once she concluded her hour and a half power point, she excused us, and we quickly packed up.

At that moment they all smiled. This was because ahead of them was a semester studying at the École Estienne in Paris France. There winter would be full of fun. Once they got back into Taylor’s car, she drove all of them back to Roble Hall, where they lived. They all walked up the stairs and went up to their rooms. Their flight was at 9:30 that night, and it was 4 o’clock. Everyone dispersed and quickly started packing. Once everyone was packed up, it was 5 o’clock. Once they walked out of their door, and then down their stairs, they were all ready to go on an adventure of a lifetime.

They all got into Tailor's car, and drove away. It took them forty five minutes to get to San Francisco International Airport where their flight was out of. The girls all parked the car at Wally Park and then took the shuttle to the airport. Once they got off at the United terminal, Taylor printed heir tickets for them. Taylor gave Yael her ticket and said, “ Here's your ticket, you are 8A.”

Yael said, “Ok thanks!”

“No problem.” Taylor replied.

Taylor then handed Emily her ticket.

Emily said, “ Thanks!”

As Taylor grabbed her ticket, she smiles and said...

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...scanned, and then continued towards the plane. Walking down the long white hallway of the plane, Yael quickly gasped, “I honestly can't believe that we are going to Paris! I have never been out of the U.S. before. I am a little scared.”

“ I am also super excited. I have been to Paris before and its amazing! There is nothing to worry about” Emily replied.

Yael then nodded her head in agreement and said, “Ok.”

Once the three girls entered the plane and walked to the eight row, put their large bags above the seats, and then sat down. Luckily all of the girls were sitting next to eachother on the right side of the plane. They all sat in little pod-like seats with small but nice TV’s. Once the other passengers sat down, the flight was ready for takeoff. The aircraft slowly began moving, and before they knew it, they were wheels up. The next stop would be Paris, France!