As dinner is being served by Elliot, I get to know Trevor a little better. We start eating and digging in. Elliot made Lobster Tail, King Crab Legs, Mussels, and Crab Cakes. It was so delicious. Especially when you dip it in butter. Oh, please don't get me started. After Elliot saw where Trevor was coming from, he took off talking and joined the conversation. He found out that they had many of the same interests. I was just glad that Trevor wasn't that big a fan of football like me. I listen to their conversation as I dig in. Once we are finished eating, Trevor says that he has to get home. I walk him to the door and thank him for coming over. "No problem, I am actually happy I met people who finally accept me. Everyone else gives me dirty looks. Those who are related to me are ashamed of me." Trevor pours out. "Oh Trevor, I am so sorry. Of course I accept you. Everyone is different, but we all have a beautiful side." I tell him. We hug and he departs. I am glad that he trusts me enough to tell me that. I go upstairs, get ready for bed and lay down. I try to fluff the pillow, but it is too flat, so I turn the light on to figure out what's going on. As I lift my pillow up, I see an envelope. It has my name written on it. I open it to find two plane tickets to Aruba for tomorrow. Elliot walks over to my side with a grin on his face. "So, what do you say? Wanna go on a honeymoon?" Elliot asks. I look up at him with a shocked face. "Yeah baby!!" I say too excited. He picks me up, spins me, kisses me on the cheek, then drops me on the bed. We start laughing and and fall asleep there in each other's arms. "I love you Krystal." Elliot says. "I love you too." I tell him. After a long night's rest, I get up. I hate Fridays' at work. It is when everyone basically brags and talks about weekend plans. It is really sad. They judge each other based off of what they do. I am usually trying to quickly get my work done. I don't really like drama and I hate confrontation. I get up out of bed and get ready. I see that Elliot is almost done packing. I haven't even started, I probably should have, but oh well. Once I am already to go, I head towards the door and see two notes on it. The first one is from Elliot.
Hey Honey,
I am off at work for the day, I already called your job to tell them that you will be on your honeymoon, so you can't work. They also agreed to let today be a paid vacation since you work so hard. I am sorry that you are probably already dressed. Make sure you pack. We leave tonight. Love you always
~Elliot Hobbs
I love my husband. I can't believe he did that for me. I smile to myself then I pick up the other note. It is from Carter.
Hey Alexandra, What are you doing? I am so excited. Nick and I are headed towards Paris early tomorrow. I know, crazy right? Nick asked me all of a sudden if I wanted to go and I said yes. Next thing you know he pops out tickets. We come back in a week since I have a very important meeting to go to. I snuck into your house and put this on your door as soon as I heard the news. If you want to talk then I am in bed or packing. Love ya girl
-Carter Griffin
I am so happy for her. She doesn't know we are leaving yet though. I can't wait to tell her. I dial her number and she picks up. Our conversation basically went like this.
Carter- Hey Girl
Me- Hey
Carter- I am on my way. I need help.
We literally get each other that much, so we don't talk much on the phone. By the time I put the phone down, I hear her putting her keys through the door and coming in. She is the only one with an extra key. She comes in with three humongous suitcases. "What the heck? Are you going on a vacation or are you moving." I asked half shocked and half joking. "I know right. I just put all my clothes and shoes in, so we can decide together. I was having a hard time." Carter explains. She looks over at me. "Did something happen. I can see a spark of excitement, anxiousness, and worry. What happened?" Carter asks me. She knows me so well I can't keep anything from her. For her twentieth birthday, I thought we could throw a surprise party, but she read me and knew I was hiding something from her that was exciting. She literally guessed what I had planned. Ever since then, I haven't tried to keep anything. I know when something is up, but I am not that good. "Elliot and I are leaving to go to our honeymoon in Aruba tonight at seven o'clock." I tell her excitedly. "Oh My Gosh!!!!" Carter screams excitedly. This all works out because she always wanted to go to Paris and I wanted to visit Aruba once. We grab Carter's bags and rush upstairs. We put on music, talk, and help each other with choices on what we should wear. "I just told my job that I needed to take a week off to find some inspiration and my boss said yes. She is a hipster, so go hippies." Carter says with glee. I start cracking up. After about two hours we head out to lunch. I text Trevor to meet us there, so he can meet Carter. When we arrive to the restaurant, Trevor is standing by the door. He winks at me and I smile knowing Carter is going to say something. "I saw that hot guy and you making eyes. I wonder is he is single." Carter whispers as we get closer. "Stop lusting, its disgusting." I whisper back. I run up to him and jump in his arms while kissing him on the cheek. "Hey Babe!!" Trevor says excitedly. We walk in together and I motion for Carter to come behind us. He drapes his arm around my shoulder. When we are seated in the booth, I sit across from Trevor and by Carter. "I am so sorry, but I expected better from you. You are cheating. That isn't even like you. I suggest we go home and tell Elliot." Carter blurts out in a serious tone. "I would, but I am not. I would like for you to meet Trevor, my co worker, who is gay and has already had dinner with Elliot and I, MOM." I finally explain. "Oh." Carter says blushing. "That's okay. A lot of people think we are dating since Krystal is walking around with the hottest guy around." Trevor says smirking. That makes Carter blush more. " Oh, quit it and stop being so cocky." I tell him. He chuckles. After our drinks came, we started talking. We talked about everything. From jobs to family. We didn't even realize when we got our food. Finally, it was time to go. Trevor gave Carter and I hugs. "Have fun and make sure you facetime or text me about it." Trevor yells while getting in his car. I hold a thumbs up and we watch as his red convertible drives away. I look at my watch. "It is three' o clock. Elliot should be home. We gotta go." I yell at Carter worriedly while running. We hop in the car and speed as fast as we can. We actually make it without a ticket from the police. We hop out the car and run towards the house. We fling the door open and run upstairs to find our clothes still in place. I hear Elliot singing in the shower. "Hey babe. Carter and I are here." I yell trying to put emphasis on Carter. "Okay." He yells through the door. Carter and I quickly put the rest of the clothes in the suitcases to get ready. We pull the suitcases downstairs by the door. I quickly ask Trevor if he can drop Carter off at the airport and take their car to our driveway. He replies with a sure. I quickly run upstairs to hop in the shower. I get on a sweatshirt, some sweatpants, and another bag for on the plane. When I finally get ready, I look at the time. It is four'oclock. We hop in the car with Carter and Nick, who just arrived and drive off. We are going 65mph on the highway. The speed limit is 60 mph. We get there exactly at 5:38. We say our goodbyes then we rush into the checking of bags area. Not many people are in line so it moves quickly. Just to our luck, we end up at Gate B17, Aruba at exactly 6:23. We quickly find a seat in the seating area then relax. "Attention, the 7:00 flight to Aruba has been changed, it is now a direct flight." The lady announces on the overcome. Yayyyy. I don't have to switch planes. Nooo, it is ten hours straight. We wait there until they call our group. "Membership and First Class A." The lady announces. That is us. We get up and head towards the entrance of the plane. After we hand over our tickets, we find our seats. We sit down waiting for the plane to take off. Elliot looks as if he is about to regurgitate the food he just ate. I look over at him and give him a reassuring look that everything will be okay. He doesn't fully relax, but a little. I watch as we take off. The ground starts to look smaller and smaller as we get away. We finally get above the grounds. I watch as the clouds drift away. As they drift, I drift into a nice sleep.
