Chapter 26: New York State of Mind

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Liam


We just arrived at the airport I am taking the bags out of the trunk while Isabella pays the taxi driver, I carry our bags to the curb and wait til the driver sped out leaving us to scurry to our gate. Our flight to JFK was at 7:30 pm it is 6:45 pm we got held up at my house cause my mom was nervous with me leaving. Isabella took her S.A.T. few days ago and this trip was a great little vacation, we had our assignments and final work are ready to hand in or are already handed in. After graduation Isabella and I are taking a trip after finals and graduation to the Hampton and then to school. We are really late we were supposed to be here an hour ago, now the plane was being loaded so we had to try and make it. 


We made it to the gate with our luggage all ready and being loaded onto the plane, we boarded the plane and when we reached the seats I realize that Isabella and I aren't sitting next to each other I am 3 seats away from where she and Matt are assigned. I try not to show how peeved I was I put on a straight face and tried to act like the happy boyfriend I knew I wasn't. I plopped down and sat down at my seat luckily it was the window so I didn't have to see Matt flirting with my girlfriend. I put on my seat belt and took out my iPhone 6s, I take out my tangled up headphones and plug them in I put them in my ear and play a playlist. It was still weird that I could hear clearly but now listening to music feels and sounds amazing like when I couldn't hear I was missing something completely. This was actually not the first time I flew alone, I've flown for some games the farthest was London of 2010 championship. I finally started to drift off to sleep, when a sudden jerk sprung me out of my state. I no longer felt like sleeping so I shut off the music and pulled out my book. I could hear the faint whispers and laughs coming from Isabella's seat and a dagger just stabbed me in the chest.


We finally reached the landing strip as soon as the plane touch the ground my seat belt was off, I was up with my bag and off the plane before everyone else I needed some air that wasn't tainted with the thought of Matt and Isabella together.  I am walking towards baggage claim when I felt a tug on my shirt, I spin around and Isabella is there with her hair held to one side giving me a saddened look.

"Liam, what's wrong you left the plane and you didn't wait for me outside the gate," she says.

"I was just sick of being on the plane," I respond frankly.

"Okay, I was just hoping that you weren't upset about the seating arrangement," she explains.

We walk towards baggage claim but already there is the familiar tension between us that I wish there wasn't. I find my bags quite quickly, Isabella's bags, on the other hand, weren't it took 5 rounds until we finally found them. We met Ally and Matt at the front where a car was waiting to escort us to the hotel that was more like an apartment on the upper east side. On the drive there Isabella and I resided in the middle front and Matt and Ally the Back. We finally reached the apartment, 25B it had 3 rooms and 2 bathrooms as well was a 2-storey. We were supposed to stay with Matt at his apartment but I didn't feel comfortable with staying at his place, so we ended up staying at Isabella's father's apartment which was now her mother's and technically hers as well. They are planning on selling it but Isabella thought that since they owned for a few more months why not stay here for now. The money from the sale would just be added to Isabella's trust.

I and Isabella decide that it made sense that we would share a room while Matt and Ally go the other two. I would have rather had Matt stay at his place so I could actually have Isabella to myself, thankfully the two rooms that they are staying in are on the second floor. So Isabella and I could have the main floor and our room in peace and not have anyone intruding. The flight was very tiring so I headed to the back of the apartment where our room resided, I stuck my bags in the corner I think that I packed enough for the week and a few days we would be staying here. We would be returning home a week before exams and then graduation and we would be done with high school.

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