Sweet Dreams

Chapter 14

The door creaks open and Jordan walks in. He held two tickets in his fist with a big grin.

"Well Miss Howlet, I got us a flight to Paris for tommorow at 11 am!" I smile "Thanks Adam! How did you get those last minute?" I ask walking over to him. "I have my ways." he said with a wink. A sudden scenario of him flirting with a pretty, young flight attendent flashed into my mind. I raise my brow, . Which causes him to rolls his eyes. "There was only one available flight with 4 open seats left so I took the two. You need to get a sense of humor." He chuckles shaking his head. I shrug and turn away.

For some reason it always bugs me when girls flirt with Jordan. I mean he is a total chick magnet. He's the full package; he's funny, sweet, mysterious at times and down right drop dead gorgeous. But it gets on my last never whenever I see a girl batting their eyelashes at him or puffing their chests and ass out whenever he walks by. I don't know if it's just my over protective best friend insticts or if its something else...

I shake the thoughts out of my head and look down at my ticket. In clear font: Violet J. Howlet. They believed it. "I packed all of our stuff so we're all ready for tomorrow." I say pointing over to the backpacks.

"Great. Now I'm going to take a shower." Jordan says snaping his fingers and sticking his thumb behind him, motioning to the bathroom. "Have fun." I call after him. He laughs before shutting the door.

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I wake to the sunlight streaming into my eyes. A smile spreads across my face as I sit up and stretch. As I'm about to get out and get ready for my day, everything reality comes back to me and hits me like a sack of bricks.

I'm not going to school today. I'm not even home in my own bed. I sigh as my eyes scan the sad, gloomy room. How I wish I could just flop back down and return back to dreamland where everything is bright and dandy.

Jordan was still fast asleep in the other bed next to me. As much to my dismay, I get up and shower. After I get out, I blow dry my hair now falling into dark brown waves, I put some eyeliner on and a few swipes of mascara.  I brush my teeth then take a towel and wrapped it around my body.

I walk out into the now frezzing room and pull out an outfit. I got dressed and got ready to go. As I walked out the bathroom again. I make sure to kick Jordan's bed extra hard, he bolts up in a flash. "Okay, okay I'm going!" he grumbles. While he got ready, I double checked eveything and I called a cab. To make sure I leave no trace of our existinance behind. When Jordan finally came out ready, we grabed our backpacks and went out the door.

We walked down the stairs and into the main floor. That little tramp was still behind the desk texting away. We walk up and Jordan hands her the key. "Thanks for staying! Come again." she said whispered the last part seductively towards Jordan. "Thanks." he says emotionlessly, not even acknolaging her offer and trudges out with out a glance back. I race after him, making sure the flip the girl off before exiting the building. 

After about 10 minutes of waiting outside, a black cab pulls up beside us. The passenger window rolls down to reveal the driver, a gruffy looking man who seems to be in his mid 40s. "You Voilet Howlet?" he grumbles. I nod my head. "Well get in then!" he growls up at us. "Who shitted in his Shreddies this morning?" Jordan mumbled in my ear.

We climb into the car and he races off. "Where do you wanna go?" he askes in an annoyed tone. "Uh, the airport." I say shyly.  I tend to get really nervous around intimidating people. He grumbles to himself and continues to drive. I can't help but feel awkward so I shift uncomfortably and stare out the window.

Once we arrive, we pay the guy and race in anxiously. There was no need for luggage check, we only had our backpacks which we could just carry on. So we pass luggage check straight into the long line for security. I'm not too nervous about it, all we have to do is go through the metal detector and they check our bags.