Okay guys so this story is going to bounce back and forth between the different view points of Chloe, Jamie, Nash, Ian, Ryan, etc. Hopefully this won't be confusing... (:
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"JAMIE GET OUT OF THE WAY!!"
I turn around to see Ryan speeding at me on his scooter. He's racing Ian up and down the sidewalk of Logan airport. We played a show earlier in Boston, and damn did that feel great.
I half smiled as I pushed off the ground, moving myself to the opposite side of the "track"
Nash was the announcer. "Ready...Set...GO!"
Ryan had already taken off at "set", leaving Ian screaming swears at him.
"HA I win" gloated Ryan as the other two caught up.
"Yeah only cause you cheated..." Ian mumbled
"Tonight's crowd was pretty awesome" I say, in the hopes to change the topic
Nash responds "It was cray. I'm wicked pumped to mess around in Vegas tomorrow though"
Wait. What? "Hold on a minute..We're playing in Vegas tomorrow night? I thought we were playing in NY?"
"Surprise. We're taking a day off...Vegas here we comee"
I looked at the rest of them in disbelieve. Ryan and Ian looked like they already knew
"Did you guys know..?"
Ryan gave me the "duh" look "Happy early birthday little bro"
"...it's late August"
"That's why I said EARLY"
"Look Jamie, we're going there for a couple of days... mess around, get some bitches, down a couple cold ones then bounce..what's wrong with that?"
"Yeah," joined Ian, "do you not want to..?"
"No," I break out in a smile " that sounds great. Thanks guys."
Ryan then checked his iPhone. "Uh guys we should be going...the plane leaves in half an hour."
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Half an hour my ass I think to myself as I prop myself up against the window, spreading my legs over the three seats. The flight had been delayed due to...who know. I didn't bother paying attention. Nash was sitting across from me with a women and her bratty son, while Ryan and Ian were sitting together in the seat in front of him. This plane was packed.
Suddenly someone else got on the plane. Everyone else boarded twenty minutes ago I thought, then realized she must be the reason we were delayed.
She was walking up the row, counting seats until she got to mine
Crap.
"...um....this is my seat..." She said softly, not quite meeting my eyes.
"Yeah, sorry" I say quickly as I swing my feet off of her seat.
So much for my leg rest.
