Shailene. . .
I wake up. I shower and brush my teeth as fast as possible. I go downstairs and ring the doorbell of Ansel's room, he opens the door.
"I have an idea. Are you busy this month?" I ask.
"Nope." He says, "No filming. No interviews. No photoshoots."
"Alright." I say "Why not we go on a road trip."
He beams, that adorable smile. A road trip, I decided last night, will let him have some fun and get over his heartbreak.
"Where?" Ansel asks.
"Well," I say. "We can do a road trip a from Florida to the Missisipi, but we've done those before. What about we tour New Zealand?"
"Sounds great. I've never took a road trip to places outside America before."
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Two days after I asked Ansel on the roadtrip, I board a plane from home to Wellington, NZ. The plane lands and I wait for Ansel at the airport.
"Shai!"
I whip my head around. "Ansel!"
He has his big dorky grin, the one showing all his teeth planted on his face.
I hug him and he hugs me back I can hear the his beating heart. "I'm so excited!" I say.
"Me too." He says and lets go of me.
"So, what are you waiting for?" I smile "Lets go rent a car."
The counter lady puts out a list of car brands and types in front of us. "Lets get like a six seater." I say to Ansel.
"Sure." He says. "What about a land cruiser? Y'know this is a road trip afterall."
"Can we get the Toyota Land Cruiser?"
"Of course." The lady says. She hands me and Ansel each a form and we fill it out and give it to her. Then, she opens a drawer and takes out the car keys and two permits. She gives them to us and we pay her 500 dollars. We then go to the money exchanger and exchange our dollars for euros.
We go into the private parking lot and get our car. We get comfortable in it. We put our luggages in the boot. Ansel gets into the drivers seat.
"So we're going to be dricing around NZ, for like a week?"
"Yeah." I say slamming the door shut to the passanger seat.
"Then we get out of this stinkin' airport parking lot right now!"
"Yeah!" I say and we laugh. I love how Ansel laughs.
