I sat on the plane simply staring out the window. Not wanting to say anything. Not wanting to think about anything. Just sitting there, ignoring the world, or at least trying to. Why did I even let myself fall in love? And now I get it when people say love sucks. Wait..what do I know about love? I am only 18! But maybe it is love..? I don't know. Am I supposed to go home and return to school like nothing happened? People are gonna ask questions, that is fact. I'm so happy I met him, but God has it caused trouble.
"We will be landing in Cleveland soon. The seatbelt sign will be turned on." The pilot said over the plane speaker system.
I looked out the window, trying to see if I had any clue what exactly I was looking down at. Also trying to get my mind off leaving Ross behind in Hermosa.
"I wanna see!" Aiden complained crawling onto my lap.
"Aiden, really? I'm not in the mood." I said pushing him off into his own seat. He sat there for a minute and I looked back out the window. Then he started poking my arm. "Aiden! Quit it!" I yelled in a hushed tone.
"Ugh, your so boring! You didn't even talk to me this whole trip." He said grumpily.
"Yes I did, I took you to the beach a few times."
"Yeah, but you hung out with Ross the whole time." Aiden said. Don't bring Ross into this.
"Not the whole time." I gave him a glare.
"It's not even gonna work out." He said, and I knew what he was talking about, but I was stupid enough keep talking.
"What?"
"He's gonna find someone better than you." He said seriously, I felt a lump in the back of my throat. "He's famous. And who are you."
"Stop." I said quietly looking away.
"You're just a girl from no-where-ville." Aiden was only eight, and he could have been right. I felt tears start to fill up my eyes.
"Aiden shut it, and switch seats now." My mom said I a stern voice. They got up and switched seats. I continued to look out the window, watching as the plane got lower to the ground.
"Hey, don't listen to him. What does he know?" She said trying to make me feel better.
"He's right." I said looking at my mom, feeling a single tear roll down my cheek. She saw and pulled me into a hug.
"Honey, no he is not right. It'll be okay. And even if Ross did dump you, which he won't, that just means you're too good for him."
"Thanks." She let go and started packing up my things, seeing we were pretty close to the ground. We landed and nobody really said anything to each other until we got in the car. We shoved our bags in the trunk and started the almost hour long drive home.
"Blair, you need to go shopping for any school supplies you need." My mom said while driving. Ugh, school starts in only a few days.
"Alright." I said, still keeping my eyes locked out the window. I saw her look at me out of the corner of my eye.
"Are you okay?" She asked silently so only I could hear.
"Fine."
"Okay." That was the last I talked to her until we got home.
I grabbed my bags and carried them up to my room, laying them on my bed. I looked up seeing my R5 posters...which honestly was really awkward now. I only had four, two of R5 and two of Ross.
"Umm...I'm gonna take these down..." I said to my self as I removed them all from the wall and folded them up. I examined my wall for a second, realizing I've had those posters up forever and my wall looked empty now. I unfolded one of the Ross ones where he was just smiling. "Eh, why not?" I put that one back up. I laughed a bit for talking to myself.

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Walk on the Beach - R5 Fanfic
FanfictionTHIS STORY IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION: - It will still make sense, so read on! - If you find a mistake, please comment so I can fix it! Blair Lasko goes on the average family trip to California. Wait, did I say average? I meant the opposite. S...