Rain Fall / dnf

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The drive to the airport wasn't so bad. It was only an hour which isn't long at all.

I never realized how close the airport was to the school.

I mean it makes sense because the last time I was on an airplane, was two years ago and I was flying here high and addicted to alcohol and drugs.

Funny how that all works. And yet I'm leaving here the exact same but not as worse...

What did my parents think they'd achieve by bringing me here? Sometimes I know the answer to that question but other times I question it.

Me, Clay, and Punz drove in one Karl whilst the other four drove in another.

We all met at the airport where the plane was waiting on the runway.

We all park our cars in the parking spaces and get out.

Clay and Punz put our luggage's on top of the cart thing as the people take it away to the jet.

They're slowly getting used to each other. Clay still has mixed feelings and doesn't really want to associate with Punz right now. Which is understandable.

But Punz is being petty now and still holding a grudge over something we had just resolved last night.

That's what Punz does, and what makes him punz.

"Your jets huge." Punz says, "Like I knew your parents were rich but Jesus—"

"It's not amazing," I say, "but I mean it's pretty cool they still allow me to use some things."

"Hey guys!" I hear Sapnap call, "I can't believe we're flying on that thing—"

"Pretty cool huh," Clay says as he puts his arms around my shoulders.

"Oh— guys this is Emma," Finn says as he points to the girl clutching to his arm, "Emma this is mostly everyone."

"Hey," I say, "it's nice to meet you."

I still can't believe he has a girlfriend we never knew about for a year.

I mean if he was hiding he did a pretty good job at doing so.

"You too, thanks for letting me come," Emma smiles as Finn kisses the top of her blonde hair.

"George," a voice says.

I haven't seen a lot of these people in about to see in the next couple of days, in years. I feel like I'm going into uncharted territory.

Or like I'm swimming in shark-infested waters, or I'm walking through a land mind and trying not to step in the wrong spot.

I know these people but I knew them for what they were before. When I was fifteen and young and naive.

I still cannot believe how much of my life I was exposed to certain things from these people. But yet still took the blame for it all.

I had so many friends whom I haven't spoken to, and now after years, I'm seeing them.

I look over to see Tanner my security guard standing respectfully to the side of the jet stairs.

"Tanner!" I smile at him, "It's been a long time..."

"Indeed it has Mr founders," he chuckles, "glad to meet all of the friends you've made since you've been in England."

"They all mean a lot to me." I say, "I'm hoping the two parties back at home think so too"

"They mean well." He says, "Well you can all board now. I'll be in the next section of the jet if needed."