High School For Prodiges

Plane Rides

June P.O.V.

"June! Come downstairs and bring your bags." My mom yells.

I grab my suitcase and my backpack and also my purse. There's room for my purse inside of my backpack.

"Coming!" I call back. I grab my phone and it's charger. I also grab a pair of headphones.

I walk into the kitchen and set my stuff by the door.

"I'll miss you mom." I say as I hug her.

"Okay. Now call me when you get there and before you leave. I'm letting you do this because I know that your friend is grieving and needs cheering up. Not because I trust you and Day in New Jersey." Okay then.

"It's a small town." I defend myself.

"You know well that's not what I'm worried about."

"Oh gosh Mom, you actually think that I would... We're not even. I can't believe you trust me so little."

"It's not that. I just know the two of you. And I know what's happening. And I'm not upset about it. It just worries me."

"I'll be fine Mom. Can we get going?" I ask. I'm not actually sure about that. I've been having awful stomach pain all morning. But I'll be fine. I brought Ibuprofen.

"Sure honey. I love you."

"Love you too Mom."

"Let's go!" She says.

"Okay." I say as I pick up my bags.

"How long do we have until we get there?" Eden whines.

"About ten minutes." Taylor says. "I'm bored." He complains.

Day and I have been taking turns playing games on each other's phones this whole time. Right now I'm on his phone playing monopoly against the computer. I'm losing.

And as far as my stomach goes, it's no better. I'm not really sure what's up with it. Maybe I'm anxious. I don't know.

"We're here." Grace says as we pull into a parking spot.

"Awwww. But I was about to win this game." Day says.

"You can play it later." I say as I exchange our phones.

We walk inside of the airport with all of our bags.

"You're an idiot." I say.

"What did I do this time?" Day asks.

I hand him my phone and show him the screen full of pictures of his face. I quickly take it back.

"These will be used as revenge someday. Don't doubt me."

"Never have. Never will." Day says as he walks up to his parents. I hang back with Eden.

Those pictures were meant to be bad but they were not. There were a few pictures literally just of his eyes and even that crappy phone camera shows their beauty.

"I know your secrets." Eden says.

"And next time On 'How Eden Got a Girlfriend' we will talk about how impossible it still seems." I say sarcastically.

"Well that was rude. You don't see me questioning how you managed to make my brother fall completely and utterly in love with you."

"This is some serious talk from a sixth grader. Do you even know who the President is?" I ask.

"I know all 45."

"Oh it's on." I say.

"What is?" He asks.