Story

Hey Gwen, let's create the best story ever. I write a paragraph then you write one, then me, then you etc. Ok ready go.

Ally and Gwen stepped out of the plane into the jetway that would lead them to the terminal.
"We're finally here!" Ally sighed as they stepped into the terminal.
"Yes," Gwen smiled. "England, at last." The two best friends had saved all their work money for like ever to pay for the graduation trip. They had just graduated high school and had wanted forever to go to England. They walked over to the baggage claim. Where they waited for their luggage. Suddenly Gwen jabbed Ally in the side.
"Ally check out those guys," she whispered. Ally followed Gwen's gaze to see two cute guys, one had short blonde hair the other had longer brown hair. The blonde wore a tee, jeans, and a baseball cap. The brunette wore an oxford shirt, jeans, and a grey knit hat.
"They're cute," Ally said.
"Yeah," Gwen agreed. The blonde just then grabbed a guitar case covered with band stickers off the belt. "Ohmigosh he's a musician, that's so hot." Ally laughed, then the brunette grabbed an art portfolio off the belt.
"Oh he's an artist, that hot."
"Let's go talk to them," Gwen suggested.
"Yeah right," Ally scoffed. "You go ahead, you know I can't do that."
"Yeah, well me neither, so I guess we're not talking to them." The two girls were too busy looking at the guys that they didn't realize their luggage was passing them.
"Uh, isn't that our luggage?" Ally asked when it had neared the two guys.
"Oh yeah oops. We'll have to catch it the next time around," Gwen sighed. They waited after a couple minutes it came back around again, yet they missed it again. This time they ran after it. Gwen was struggling to get her luggage off the conveyor belt when the blonde came over and helped her get it off.
"Need help?" he asked lifting her bag off the belt and setting it down next to her.
"Thanks," Gwen said looking at him and smiling. Ally struggled with her luggage also, but no one seemed to notice her. The brunette had apparently disappeared. Ally finally got it off when she realized her bag that had her sketchbook, canvases, and paintbrushes and paint was missing. She was about to go looking for it when the brunette came up, carrying it.
"I think this is yours," the brunette said.
"It is thank you, I can't imagine what I would have done without it, it had has my artwork in it."
"Oh? You're an artist too?"
"Yes,"
"There's plenty of scenery to paint or draw here in England. I should know, I'm from around here. What about you, where you from?"
"America,"
"Well then..."
"Ally"
"I'm Blake, and welcome to England."

Ok Gwen your turn to spin the tale...