The Traveling Girl

Are You Excited?

  Aloisia  P.O.V

As I throw my clothes back into my tiny suitcase. 

On to the next adventure tomorrow. 

Onto Korea for Jade. And as for Karlee and I, we're going to Rome!

And finally, we'll get to see Ruby! I'm sure she's driving Tony a little crazy at the moment, I imagine she's packing.

Sooner or later I close my suitcase and literally sit on it to make it close. As the zipper sounds my door opens.

"Oh. Mrs. Hodkins, I didn't expect to see you until dinner time," I say, getting off my suitcase.

"Yes, well, I just had to let you know that you're book has finally made it onto the market!" She shouts, shooting her arms up into the air.

A shock filled smile sweeps across my tired face.

"I don't know, I guess McBlock, finally came through on his article about the book." She celebrated.

"Oh, yeah, I'm sure he did," I smile, with a slight roll of my eyes.

Suddenly Karlee and Jade burst into my room.

"We heard the news!" Karlee yelled.

"Congrats my friend," Jade replied, calmly.

"Well ladies, get your best outfits together this calls for a night on the town!" Mrs. Hodkins squeals, then the girls dash out.

"I want to thank you for all you've done..." I start to say.

"Ah ah, actually. The big game changer in this was actually Mr. McBlock," She admitted, throwing me completely off balance.

"Wha-what?" I answer, tilting my head.

"He wrote his review on the book last night. The review was a mazing, something about it empowering woman, and about the author herself being a strong character like the character in the book, blah blah blah..." She walked out of the bedroom and shuffled toward the front door.

"What, he said that?" I asked again.

"Yes yes, now get ready, I'm swinging back in an hour to pick you girls up for our last night out together," And with that Mrs. Hodkins left.

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Ruby P.O.V

Yes, finally time to get away from this horrendous cold summer weather. I think to myself.

Now onto the most romantic place on Earth, Greece...oh wait.

No...that wasn't it...

Oh yes, Rome!

"Ruby - "

I watch a disorganized man walk into my room.

3 guesses who.

"Yes Tony?" I laugh and tug on his shirt.

"Is this inside out?" I ask, raising a dark eyebrow.

He swallows, and looks at the floor.

"Maybe..." He replies.

"Yeah, I was just throwing stuff on, just trying to make sure we don't miss our flight, that's all. Let me put this on correctly." He states, and with that he swiftly pulls his grey shirt off and adjusts it.

Of course, I turn away.

As painful as it is, its polite.

"There, now can I go into public dear?" He teases, then lightly kisses the back of my head.

Suddenly, destroying the moment I get a text from Jade, typical.

As I reach for my phone, Tony grabs it first.

"Really? Isn't he like, sixty now?" He asks, me referring to my beautiful John Stamos wallpaper.

"For your information, he's only fifty-seven." I add, rolling my big brown eyes.

"Yes, right, my sincerest apologies," Tony coughs up.

"Hey our flight leaves in an hour and a half we should get going sweetie,' He says then starts to pick up the last of my carry-ons.

"Mmmmmk," I nearly whisper, so into my texting.

Finally I find him almost picking me up and carrying me to the car. But of course, he was too tired to do that because he had just loaded all my bags.

"Eeeee," I squeal, literally.

"This is so exciting, I've never left the country before! Never mind going to the most romantic place on Earth.

He quietly laughs and slowly shakes his head, then his dad starts the car and we skid down the driveway.

Tony's father is a bit of a scary driver, even more scary than Jade.

I swear he's going to hit someone some day and somehow it's going to be me.

As the car pulls into the line-up at the airport, I swing my door open and bolt out.

I grab my three carry-ones then dash for the doors.

I turn back to see Tony wobbling along, carrying bags, and rolling a suitcase.

"Tony, the plane isn't going to wait!" I laugh, then smile across my excitement filled cheeks.

He slightly shakes his head again, but still smiling his brilliant smile.

After dumping around six suitcases off we walk up to the gate. The flight attendant takes our tickets and lets us board the plane.

"Wow, I'm going on a plane," I squeal and tug on Tony's arm.

"You know, I've only ever been on a plane a couple times. When I was in my mom's stomach I mean," I babble, then sit beside Tony.

I'm thankful that the plane only has two rows of two seats.

I dislike sitting beside someone I don't know.

I mean how do I know they're not sick?

"Well, are you excited?" Tony asks, leaning over.

I smile and raise an eyebrow.

"Do you really even need to ask?"