Just Another Goddamn Scam

Chapter 2

Spencer's POV

As we boarded the plane i felt like my stomach was doing flips. It was inevitable, I was going to puke. I ran as fast as i could into the small laboratory aboard the plane. ( Skipping the hurling and everything else that accompanies puking lol)

I slowly moved my debilitated legs and made my way to my seat. The flight attendant anounced that it was time to fasten our seatbelts as it was time to take off. Personally, I have always been a fan of flying in airplanes. It is like therapy for me, it always seems to soothe me when i'm stressed. I layed my head against the window and surely drifted off into a deep slumber.

I was awakened by the distinct sound of coughing coming from next to me. I lifted my head and looked over. I expected to see my dad, but that is NOT who was sitting next to me. A goddamn teenager was sitting next to me. Could this day get anyworse? He will probably end up harassing me. I took one last look at him, and he caught me. I quickly turned my head away and laughed with embarrassment. I thought i recognized him from the popular page on instagram, surely that was the only explaination. I mean where else would he be from?

My eyes wandered over to him.....again. But this time i cought him staring at ME. I couldn't help but laugh. He was probably thinking about the fact that a fucking potato was looking at him.

(Plane lands)

As we were all getting off the plane i felt something skim against my pants, like the pocket area. I didn't think twice about it, though. I just assumed that someone had bumped me while trying to get off of the plane.

I didn't have to go to baggage claim, all of my things were in the moving truck, besides from my carry on with the bare minimum of clothing.

I looked around for any sign of my dad. "Dad!" I yelled. "James! For God's sake where the hell are you!" I now shouted at the top of my lungs. But he was nowhere to be found.

Someone tapped my shoulder, I turned around almost instantaniously with hopes in seeing my father. It was him.

The Goddamn teenager that sat next to me on that plane. Something is not right, this whole thing is just shady. Even the airport. "Uh are you okay?" The boy asked.

"Yeah I'm good, it's just I can't find my dad and weweresupposedtobeinIndianaandugh.." I slurred my words.

"Indiana? That's cool, I'm from there." He said.

"you mean 'here'?"

"What?" he asked.

"You said that you were from there, but you should have said that you were from 'here' because we are in Indiana." I retorted.

"Yeah um....we aren't in Indiana, we are in New Jersey."

"What the actual fuck! You're joking right?" I almost screamed.

"I'm not, sorry. What are you going to do now?"

" I don't know! I am supposed to be in Indiana with my dad. I would look for a plane ticket or stay in a Hotel but i didn't bring enough money! I hate my fucking life!" I screamed, out of breath.

"This may come off as kind of strange, but i am more than willing to let you stay with me. I hope that's not too forward." He said with his head down. I think he may have been blushing.

"I can not ask you to do that! I don't even know you, but most importantly you don't even know me!" I said with great enthusiasm.

"I promise you it is more than okay. I can see how stressed you are getting over this, I mean you were about to pull your hair out. Plus it would be the perfect way to get to know eachother." He said with a smirk.

I smiled at the ground and reluctantly agreed. I am almost positive that I was blushing so hard I looked like an overly-ripe tomato.

He hesitantly took my hand and pulled me toward the airport's exit. We came to a stop in the middle of the airport, though.

I looked up from the ground and noticed we were right infront of a relatively large group of teenage boys.

What did I just get myself into?

"What's your name?" A very broad looking teenager with quiffed hair asked. I must admit, he was indeed VERY good looking, they all were.

"Spencer", I mumbled

I heard a round of "Hey Spencer" go around the group of boys.

"I'm Cameron" The broad one asked.

"I'm Nash" The one with the electrifying blue eyes said.

"Hayes" A younger boy with vibrant blue eyes mumbled, while blushing. I presume he was Nash's younger Brother.

"I'm Jack, but you can call me Gilinsky"

"i'm also Jack, but you can call me Jack" I giggled at that one.

"I'm Shawn"

"Carter"

"Aaron"

"Matthew"

I looked around with a VERY large smirk on my face.

Maybe this will be fun?

Author's Note

Wassup mah bitchez lol jk. Anywhore, I'm the second writer (first chapter was the other writer). Although, this might not be very good I promise it will get better. ~H