The 40th Floor

Chapter 3 - The Trip

Peyton's POV

Omg this is happening, this is really happening. Is it just me or is he leaning in too? Omg this is it, my first kiss and what a romantic place to have it, an old flipping bus... "Is everybody seated !?", the teacher shouted and questioned us."YEEEESSSSS", the rest all screamed back. We jumped back and went back to reality. My mouth dropped to the floor, in complete shock of what just happened. He smiled awkwardly but I was still in too much shock to change my expression. I was an inch close to kissing him. I turned back properly on my seat, facing the one in front of me. I can't sit here...

Cara's POV
"Cara did you see that...?", Ken asked me smirking but looking worried."Omg they almost...", I said not able to finish my sentence because I saw the look on Peytons face. "Girl... are you okay?", I whispered over to Peyton. Silence. She looked terrified but amazed. "Girl, come on, you almost kissed your crush, you wouldn't be like this if you kissed him and that should be more awkward than this", I explained to Peyton. She looked over at me then smiled and curled her eye brows. "This effing close", she showed me about an inch. "I've never been so annoyed but happy at the same time but also wanna move seats with the awkwardness", she explained. I sniggered. "Hah, no you don't, you just hate awkward situations, but this one you seem to quite like", I smirked and winked at my friend.

Lauren's POV
Wow, I'm sitting next to him. Cara is a handy one to have. I smiled to myself thinking about who I am sitting next to. "You happy about the trip?", an angels voice aksed me. "WOAH, what the fu....", I said getting a fright, being interrupted from my fantasy's. "Ehm... you okay Lauren", Luke aksed me sounding worried but couldn't help smile at how strange and awkward I was acting. "Omg, wow okay that's embarrassing, ehh I was .. daydreaming", I hesitated while explaining. "Really? I never would have guessed", Luke said letting out a giggle. "What about?", he questioned, smirking at me cheekily. "You", I said then realising that wasn't in my head. "Yooou ... aaare cuurious", I said emediately. Luke looked at me confused and didn't say anything. "You stupid effing idiot".

Cara's POV

"YEEESSS! LETS GO TO THE AIRPORT LAADS!", Jeremy shouted down the bus. "Airport.... plane .... engine .... flying .... 8 hours..." I thought vividly, giving me butterflys. I hate planes, they're the worst. I hate the fact of what could go wrong and what would happen. I'm also claustrophobic, so the tight spaces will really get to me and make me panic. "This is it, im going on a plane. Those 8 hours will feel like flipping 8 years". My stomach is tightening, I can't seem to catch my breathe. "Hey Cara, you good?", Ken questioned me slightly worried. I don't answer. Peyton and Ken look at each other a bit scared. "Cara....girl, are you okay?", Peyton asked me. She smacked me in the face to wake me up. I look at her with a pissed face. "Well what do you think", I asked Peyton annoyed. "You know I'm aveophobic and claustrophobic", I stated. "Wow, what are these long words and strange phobias?", Edward questioned. Peyton couldn't help but giggle. "Doesn't matter, I'm over thinking", I lied. "Alright then, as long as you don't panic", Ken said. I said nothing and just stared at the seat in front of me.

We were heading for Dublin airport, we were in the bus for about two and a half hours now, one stop and we're almost there. "ALRIGHT LADS LETS PLAY A GAME SO SURE", Jason demanded. "YES C'MON!", Lauren shouted over excited. Luke just stared at her smiling. "WHAT GAME SO GUYS?", Kayla questioned us. "LETS DO A SING SONG!", Courtney screamed. "WHEELS ON THE BUS?", Stuart questioned. "YAAASSSS LETS GO!", Lauren screamed getting more and more excited. "WHEELS ON THE GO ROUND AND ROUND ! ROUND AND ROUND ! ROUND AND ROUND ! THE WHEELS ON THE BUS GO ROUND AND ROUND ! AAAALLL DAAAAY LOOONG !", every one shouted but me barely speaking. "Children ...", the bus driver snorted and whispered to himself. Our teacher stud up. "OKAY GUYS QUIET, LISTEN UP PLEASE!", our teacher yelled. "Alright, if you look to your left you can see Dublin airport. We are going to park then all head to the front door and wait in reception until I get us sorted okay?", the teacher ordered us. "YES MISS!", we yelled back.

The bus parked in the small parking lot close to the front door. "Okay guys we are all going to go to the storage boot outside the bus and collect our bags but you are not to budge !", the teacher told us. We all headed out and collected our bags and the teacher directed us to the front door and reception. We all waited patiently. "Ah girl, I could have done with another good two hours on that bus, I was having a great old dmc", Peyton told me. I smirked at her and raised an eye brow. "Well, if your lucky you could be next got him for eight hours on the plane", I winked at Peyton then froze. "Cara stop over thinking you are gonna panic and won't be able to breathe!", Peyton said aloud in my ear. The teacher brought us to where we sort out our luggage then for food. After we all got a sandwich that actually tasted like real sand, we were brought to where we get our small bags checked and walk through this machine thing. I'm not sure what it's called. We all walked through casually and nothing went wrong. Then it was Jeremy's turn. He walked through and BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. The police checked him and under his top was a video game. "Seriously", Talia said. He was put aside and next was Stuart. BEEP BEEP BEEP. "No surprise there fat head", I said not too surprised. They checked under his top and a controller was tapped to his stomach. He was then put aside and lastly was Jason. "Here we go", Courtney said fed up. BEEP BEEP BEEP. "MOTHER OF CHRIST!", Talia screamed. The lads were all put aside and the police had a word with them. They were let off thirty minutes later, fully checked and we had six minutes to get to our plane. "GUYS WHAT WAS THAT!? COP ON WILL YE. WE ARE LATE FOR OUR PLANE! COME ON!", our teacher yelled right into their faces. We all bolted for our plane and we could see them closing up the doors up ahead. "WAAIIT!", the teacher screamed from the top of her lungs. The doors slammed and we all ran into the closed door. The ladies working by the door jumped back. "NO!", we all yelled.