On My Way (ON HOLD)

Chapter 3

Not long after I had started napping was I awoken by this noise. It sounded awfully familiar. I was still a little groggy when I realized, "Shit." I covered my mouth when I looked over to my side and noticed Keenan was fast asleep. The noise, it's my ringtone. I look at the still active phone and see the screen light up with a missed call. But from who. Almost everyone knows what I'm doing. Well sorta. My closest friend knows the truth. She wanted to tag along but college was starting for her soon. She did however want me to keep her posted. I'll remember to send her a text later. I started to wonder what number called me. It can't be my parents.. Can it? Nah, I told them I was going for "educational" purposes. I know, I'm a horrible person for lying but you do crazy things for the ones you love. I'll deal with them later. My heart begins to race at the thought of it being a call from my "close friend". I get a little excited and can't help but let the curiosity get the best of me. I swipe and unlock my phone. I check my call log but it turns out it was only a telemarketer. Damn it. Way to mess with my emotions. I try to go back to sleep but I can't. My heart is still beating pretty fast and the butterflies are back. I decide to let my friend know that I'm finally on the plane. I set the phone down for a second and it vibrates again. Wow, her reply was faster than I expected. I check the screen and read the text. It was a long "Awwwww" I counted about 3 rows of it. I shoot a text back that reads "Shut up 💜" I can't help it, I get an attitude when it comes to how I feel. Idk, I'm weird. I start playing with my hair, which doesn't happen often. Or like ever. She sends one last text that says "Okay you sassy shit, I will. Text me later :)" I roll my eyes and put my phone away, but not before choosing the next song. I decide to listen to Famous Last Word's song "Searching For A Home" on a continuos loop. I focus on the lyrics to the song and fall for this band all over again. "I'll pick you up show you you're not alone, my arms are your new home. It's worth the pain, Worth the risk, Waiting for your special kiss. When all is dark and loss is all you know, Just search, you'll find a home." I fish out a pen out of my pocket (I always carry one on me) and begin to write them out on my arm. I don't notice I bolded the line "Waiting for your special kiss." Until I was done. I blush and put the pen away. Really, I shouldn't be trusted with these things. The temperature seems to have dropped a bit now. I shiver and reach to grab my long sleeved shirt dangling in front of me. "Glad I decided to carry you along" I whisper as I put it on without interrupting "sleeping beauty" beside me. There, maybe now I won't be tempted to write on myself... For a while. I get the current song off loop and hit shuffle. Soon enough I'm humming to the tune of Acid Rain and the Deathbat within me awakens. Luckily I have some self control... Some.