Starting Tonight

Chapter 9

               

"I swear to my all! Sam if you make us late I will fight you!" Andy yelled at Sam while we were trying to get to the airport to catch a flight to see the guys for the next week in Texas.

"I'm freaking coming!" Sam hollered back as she ran down the stairs.

"I'm getting in the car! If you're not there in fifteen minutes I'm leaving without you!" Andy retorted.

These two have been fighting for the past few days over being ready to go on this trip. Andy was dying to get away from Jake, Sam was dying to see Brandon, and I was just ready for an adventure. Sure I wanted to see Chris, but nothing had come of us yet. Nothing like Andy said would happen.

It had been three weeks since they came up and saw us. So it had been three weeks since Andy and Cory had their accident. They had left and went back to Nashville that night despite Chris and Brandon being against the idea. We started planning this trip as soon as they left, but didn't tell them about it until last week. I really think Cory fell out of his chair when we told him. Like literally fell out of his chair. Andy FaceTimed him and got all the guys together so we could tell them all. As soon as we said we were coming everything went black for a few seconds and we could hear Brandon and Chris asking him if he was okay. Yet no one would tell us if he did or not.

"Kelly," Andy began, "We're going to meet them in Panama City and then where are they going to after that?"

"Why does it matter? We're coming home when they leave," I asked curiously.

"Well...," Andy trailed off as she headed to the car.

"You're staying out with them aren't you?" I exclaimed loudly catching Sam's attention.

"What's going on?" Sam asked as she walked out the door, making sure to lock it behind her.

"Andy isn't coming home with us from Panama City. She's staying out on the road with the guys," I explained to Sam while opening the car door.

"Don't you have to come back for work?" Sam asked her.

"No," Andy said as she fired the engine in my Jeep, "I'm writing a few pieces for Whiskey Riff and being on the road with the guys gives me stuff to write about."

"Oh. What are you working on now?" I asked her as we backed out of the driveway.

"Well, I have three articles currently going. I really don't want to say about what cause none of them are definite yet," Andy said as we ventured down the road with our shades on and our hair blowing in the wind.

We were bound for Panama City Beach. Nothing was ahead of us, but good times, the beach, and a golden tan. We turned the radio up, blasting some old school pop hits as we cruised down the highway. Every so often we would turn the radio down and reminisce on the past, but conversation was slim until our arrival at the condo they guys had rented for the week.

"Hey!" Cory said as he greeted us as we unloaded my Jeep.

"Whoa! You let Andy drive?" Chris questioned.

"Andy always drives," Sam said as she pulled her suitcase from the backseat.

"Why does Andy always drive?" Cory asked me.

"Because the only time Andy hasn't drove we ended up getting tickets," I began, "When she gets pulled over she finds some way to talk her way out of them. Since we have a deal to split tickets while travelling it makes more sense to let her drive. We don't get tickets so it saves us money."

Andy tossed me the keys to the Jeep as her and Cory disappeared through the doors of the condo. As I went to grab my suitcase Chris did and just looked at me with a sweet smile. I followed him inside while Sam and Brandon straggled on behind. The moment I walked in the door something hit me. I knew this would be the trip of a lifetime. The guys didn't have any shows this week. It was going to be all us just hanging out on the beach. No obligations for any of us.