Chapter 11

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"Gray, can I please have the window seat?" I whined. Grayson, Ethan, Julia, and I were all currently on our way back to New Jersey since it's thanksgiving. It's actually thanksgiving day, and we were all lucky that our flight wasn't cancelled or delayed.

"I guess so princess," he said giving his beautiful smile. I grinned, and sat down in the farthest seat on the plane in our row next to the window. Grayson soon sat down in the seat next to mine, and I said, "Thank you," as I cuddled up on his arm. He smiled again, and gave me a quick kiss on my forehead. The flight attendant soon started to give the instructions on the plane as it starts taking off, and by the time the plane was in the air, I looked out the window. It looks so cool with everything so tiny when you look down and your in the air. I then felt myself yawn, and I hear Grayson ask, "Tired already?"

"Yes," I answered, and leaned my head on his shoulder. "I'm gunna sleep here now."

"Alright," he replied, and I felt his hand interlock with mine. I closed my eyes, and I felt them becoming heavier. But before I drifted off to sleep, I heard Grayson say, "Sweet dreams baby girl."

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After a long flight, we were all finally back in New Jersey. It wasn't so bad since I basically took a nap the whole time, but I'm glad it's just done and over with. We were all at the baggage claim getting our luggages, and once we all got ours, we started heading outside to find our ride. My mom is supposed to pick me and Julia up, and Grayson told me his parents were picking up him and Ethan also. As we were sitting and waiting outside, we all started talking about something random. "So can you still come later?" Grayson asked me as I leaned on his shoulder. I was still so tired. "Yeah," I answered with a yawn. "What time?"

"6 o'clock my mom said," he replied, and I nodded. "You must be so tired aren't you?" He's true. Studying, traveling, and even more studying.

"Yup," I said.

"Come with me, and we can cuddle and take a nap together," I heard him say. I would love that right now to be honest. "I wish, but I think I should see my family," I told him, lifting my head up.

"Awe," he said with a sad frown. "But I understand."

"Thanks though," I smiled, and I pecked his cheek. I soon felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket, and I took it out, revealing that I had a text from my mom saying she was parked near an entrance of the airport. I stood up, and said, "Our rides here."

"No don't leave me," Grayson said standing up also, and pulling onto my hand. I giggled, and said, "I have to. But I'll see you later, I promise." We both smiled, and I grabbed onto his cheeks, pulling him closer to me so I could give him a quick kiss. We pulled away a few seconds later, smiling. I soon gave Ethan a friendly hug, and we all said our final goodbyes. Me and Julia started heading towards the other end of the airport where my mom was parked. As we approached her, we both gave her a hug. It felt so nice to see her since I haven't seen her in so long. "Ahh it's so nice to see you girls!" she exclaimed, and we all laughed. We all put our luggage in the trunk, and we headed inside the car. My mom started driving back into town to drop Julia off, and we all talked about what has been going on since the last time we've been together.

After about 20 or 25 minutes, my mom had parked her car in front of Julia's home. We said our final goodbyes, and we both planed on hanging out together soon while we're down here. We also wished her and her family a great thanksgiving, and my mom had soon drove off back to our home. It only took about a few minutes, and I started telling my mom about going over Grayson's house for thanksgiving later on. She totally agreed, and I was pretty shocked a bit since we always spent this day as a family. But she also had told me that Alex was going over Vanessa's house later since her family's having dinner at their house, and so she agreed to come with me to Grayson's. Once we made it to our street, a bunch of memories of New Jersey came into my mind once I stepped into my old home.

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