Flying Freedom (ON HOLD)

~~Chapter 50~~

I blink slowly. It still doesn't seem like we are here, even though it is fairly obvious that we are. Maybe I'm still dreaming... pinching myself on the arm, I hold back a yelp and rub the spot. Yup, definitely not asleep. Jackie stands up and jumps over to me.

"Can you believe we are actually here?" She squeals.

"Yup," I yawn and rub my eyes. I'm going to have to wake up now... Preston gives me a hug and starts getting things out of the ceiling compartments. Why did I need to cram my backpack full of stuff? I try yanking it, but the space between the seats isn't big enough. Well, I got in in there somehow, so I should be able to get it out. After a few minutes of prodding, pulling, and jerking, I finally manage to get the stupid backpack out. Unfortunately, it was at such a force where I ended up sprawling over the seats with the backpack on my face. Hello, backpack, meet face. Face, meet backpack. You two are now closely acquainted. Sighing, I sit up and place it next to my lap. I then reach over and put my coat on. Here in Quebec it has just started snowing, so I know that the airports will be a bit chilly. Huh, I never ate that sandwich I bought. Reaching into my bag, I pull it out. Man, that smells good. I spend a good minute sniffing it in pleasure before actually taking a bite.

"So, does that sandwich smell good?" I turn to see Twi smirking at me.

"Mhmmmm," I sigh in content with my mouth full.

"You know, I never got around to mine either," she giggles, taking it out. As soon as she unwraps the covering, the air fills with the smell of ham.

"UGHHHH Twiiiiii you're messing up the smell of this wonderful sandwich!" Twi looks at me as Mitch raises an eyebrow.

"What, this amazing one I'm eating right here? Nah, you can smell it everywhere!" she stuffs part of it into her mouth.

"No, I meant this lovely turkey sandwich I have in my hand," I roll my eyes, making her laugh. Mitch reaches out and snags a piece of the ham. Twi's eyes widen. I thought he would have learned from Jerome, but seriously, do NOT take the food. Preston backs away next to me as Twi blinks (obviously very annoyed) before resuming eating. Seriously? She isn't even going to do anything?

"Heyyyy when I did that Flit went all jungle monster on me!" Jerome yells, making Flit walk over to him. In the next minute or two they are kissing. Again. Seriously, that's ridiculous. Preston snickers and throws a straw wrapper across the plane. I do not know where he even got that from, but it bounces onto Jerome's nose and then into Flit's hair. I try to hold my laughs back, but it is becoming reallllyyy hard. I nudge Twi and point out the piece of paper. She snorts before telling Mitch and soon all of us over here are getting red from lack of oxygen. Like, you can't just laugh quietly without either looking like you're in pain or turning into a tomato. People shove their way past us and into the airport. Geez, you could have at least said 'excuse me' or something... I quickly polish off the rest of my sandwich as Preston sits down next to me and wraps an arm around my shoulders. I lean in and sigh. I wish every single day could be like this, where we can all hang out and not worry about Catanya or Scarlett, ya know? Also, it's super amazing that Preston is here, because now I have someone that'll always be there for me.

'Soooo, you mean someone except us that is your boyfriend?' Twi asks. I jump at hearing her voice. Dang, I forgot to turn off mindcom completely! I quickly switch it off, making sure that it actually is this time. Preston looks at me with curiosity as I turn around to glare at Twi, who is currently grinning with a teasing expression on her face. He then looks at her, back to me, her, and then me again before shrugging and pulling me closer. As the people around us are lessening, we can now FINALLY get off of this plane. I stand up off of Preston and gather my bags. We all meet up with the rest of our group and head out to the airport. Lachlan carries Rob's bag and Vikk carries Jackie's because Rob is currently giving Jackie a piggy back ride. Going over to the wall, I grab one of those baggage carrier things and put my stuff on it. I then shove it over to Mitch and give Preston the Bambi eyes. Groaning (and laughing at the same time) he puts his luggage on the cart next to mine (much to a protesting Mitch) and picks me up. My legs automatically wrap around his waist and in a few seconds I, too, am getting a ride. Rob walks over to us and Jackie and I high-five each other.