Mrs. Maybe Not

Chapter 3

-=+=- Picture of Caleb -=+=-

After a long 10 hour flight, the plane finally touched down in Tennessee. Kenzie was passed out, and James was jamming out to music, his headphones blocking out all sounds.

I pulled the headphones off his head, "Lets go." I order. He rolls his eyes and stands up grabbing his and Kenzie's bags. I pick her up gently, trying not to wake her up, "James, could you possibly hand me my bags so I can carry her?"

He mutters something under his breath and grabs my backpack and purse, handing them to me.

I give a quick thank you and start to walk off the plane, following him. When the man had said the airport was small he wasn't kidding. You walked off the plane, pretty much right into the lobby of the airport. Standing there were a group of people. One girl stood out though. She had blonde hair like Kenzie, similar eyes, and nose.

"I see her." James mutters making his way to her. I follow him, the women is on her phone, not paying attention.

"Ashley, get off the damn phone, and come get Kenzie." James snaps at her, grabbing a few peoples attention.

She looks up at him, about to make a rude remark when her eyes look over at me. She pushes past everyone and runs up to me grabbing Kenzie from me. "Who the hell are you, holding my baby girl?"

James snickers and I calmly reply, "Brittney Klable. Her grandfather asked me to watch over them, since he couldn't come with."

Ashley looks at me and gasps, "You're Brittney Klable. The world's prettiest lady under 20 for the past 5 years! I'm in love with you! No wait that's weird because you have Caleb. But wait! The wedding was today. And you're here! How?"

"Long story short, I left." I try to smile but she doesn't buy it.

"But why? Caleb is so dreamy! Why would you ever leave him?"

"Looks aren't everything." I laugh. "But since you have Kenzie and James now, I best be going."

She nods, and I start to leave. I make it to where my bags are getting pulled off the plane, when my name is called.

"Brittney, this might be weird. But if you need a place to stay like James here just said, my house is available for you." Ashley smiles at me.

"Thanks Ashley, but I don't want to intrude on anything." I half smile back and grab my suitcases.

She gasps, "You could never intrude! Trust me, if James and Kenzie are fine with it, then I know my boyfriend will be! I insist please come stay at our house until you find somewhere else."

I sigh, and roll my stuff over to where the three of them are still standing, "I guess I'll come with, but if your umm boyfriend gets bothered by it, then I'll leave. I have enough money to get a place for awhile."

"No come on! You're coming with me!" She grabs my arm and drags me outside and to an old, beaten down, red truck. "Sorry, I know the car probably isn't something you'd normally ride in. But it's the best we can do right now."

"It's fine, don't worry about it. The trucks nice. It's different from what I'm used to, but it's a nice different." I smile at her as James grabs my bags tossing them into the bed of the truck.

Ashley puts Kenzie in the back, and James joins her, leaving me the front seat. Ashley gets in the driver seat and starts driving.

As she's driving, I pull out my phone turning it on for the first time since I left. The second the phone is on, the notifications start flooding in. Tweets from Caleb's fans, text messages from everyone that lived with us, news reports coming in about how I fled, and the last thing I wanted to see, a missed call from Caleb followed by a voicemail.

"Brittney, are you alright?" Ashley asks looking over at me.

I nod, "It's fine. Just don't take off without letting people know where you went."