I got off the plane, grabbed my suitcase and bag, and walked outside. The sun shone brightly in my eyes, that I had lifted my hand up to shield it away to see anything. I wasn't too sure where I was supposed to meet Leila, I didn't have a phone, so I just walked up and down the pick-up area. "There you are!" I turned around, and there stood a tall, muscular, dark-haired boy. He couldn't have been much older than me. If anything, he was the same age. His hair reached his shoulders in waves, and he was nicely tanned. He wore a tank top with shorts and sandals. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought he came straight from the beach. "Are you talking to me?" "You're Sawyer, right?" "Yes...? Do I know you?" "I'm Jaxon! You'll be staying with my mom and I for a while. Let me take your bag!" He swooped in and took my suitcase handle from me and my bag. He carried both with little effort. "Thanks." "It's great to meet you. You're a bit tiny, though, aren't you?
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