The Next Generation of Half-Bloods

Chapter 2: Trey

Today was the day.  Trey didn't know how He was going to get to camp, or who he was going with.  When he was getting all packed, the doorbell rang.  Trey opened the front door to see Pierce and Angelica all packed up and ready to go.
"What are you guys doing here," Trey asked, "aren't you supposed to be on your way to camp?"
"Your mom said that she would take us," Angelica questioned, "right?"Trey's mom didn't tell his this, as usual.  Most of the time, she would keep things a surprise because she thought that life was a huge surprise. Trey didn't know, anyway, he asked his friends to come in. "You guys can watch TV while I get my belongings upstairs," he said.  Trey ran up the stairs with delight and grabbed his suitcase and my phone. "Where is CSI?" Pierce said to Trey as he was coming down the stairs. "Hello you two," his mom said, "ready to go everyone?" The group all yelled a 'YEAH' and they plopped down into the seats of Trey's mom's mini-van.
"Shotgun!" Pierce yelled, and they drove down the long and winding road.  Trey hated long car trips, but his mom wouldn't drive us all the way to New York from Arizona.  After about 45 minutes of driving on the free-way, he had finally asked his mom, "Are you sure we aren't just driving there?"
"Oh yeah," Trey's mom answered, "guys, instead of me just driving you the whole way, I decided to put you guys on a plane!" Everything was silent as his mom drove down the road, until... "HURRAY!!!!" Pierce screamed, "First plane ride woohoo!" Angelica and Trey exchanged looks.  His mom HAD to have told me that they were flying to camp, but then it hit him, this could have been avoided and predicted in the past.  Plus, he had never been on a plane before. "Ugh," Angelica grunted, "I really don't like plane rides." "Don't worry A," Trey's mom answered (she called the people she liked by their first initial), "you guys will all be in the same row.  There's nothing to worry about!" Trey had a feeling that there WAS something to worry about.  At least they're flight was actually pretty chill.  After they had said goodbye to Trey's mom, they walked onto the plane with they're plane tickets in-hand.  A lady stopped them before they got on the plane, and they gave her they're plane tickets.
"Seats 16 1, 2, 3," the lady said in a melancholy kind of way, as if she hated her job.  Finally, they were on the plane, sitting down in they're seats.  A good 20 minutes past until the flight attendants started coming around with drinks.  Trey ordered a ginger ale, Pierce ordered a Gatorade, and Angelica got herself a pink lemonade. "Hello passengers," the pilot started speaking into the intercom, "we might experience some turbulence up ahead so buckle your seat-belts." Although the group's trays were still up with they're drinks on them, the turbulence was the worst Angelica had ever experienced, according to her.  It was so strong, that Angelica's pink lemonade flew off of her tray and into a girls face on the row next to us.
"Oh my gosh I'm REALLY sorry!" Angelica exclaimed.
"Gosh," the girl said, "why don't you hold your drinks down or something!?" At the moment the girl said those words, Trey could tell that she was heading to the same place we were, but he couldn't tell why he thought that.