Montana Mansion

The Plane Ride

Charlene's POV:

"Hey, Wills," I turned in my first class seat on the airplane taking us from Salt Lake City to Billings, Montana, the location of my family's cabin. It has four bedrooms, five baths. Perfect for my friends and I to spend the hottest weeks of summer in. The boys shared a bedroom and bathroom, Willa got her own bedroom and bathroom, Amanda and Jess shared a bedroom and bathroom, and I got the master bedroom and bathroom. Pretty self explanatory, right?

"Ya?" Willa looked up from the book she had been engrossed in since we left Orlando.

"How long till we land?"

"Five minutes less than the last time you asked," she sighed as she looked back down at her book.

"Willa," I whined, exaggeratedly, "You know how much I hate math!"

Philby turned around in the seat in front of us and looked over the back of it at me, "Fifteen minutes. Now will you PLEASE shut up? I'm trying to read!"

"You have no right to complain," Willa playfully glared at him, "I'm the one sitting next to her!" But she smiled and looked at me to let me know that she was kidding.

Philby grinned, "At least she's not kicking the back of YOUR seat!"

"No, just elbowing me in the side every time she adjusts to get comfortable," Willa fired back.

Geez, I thought, why is everything always a competition between the two of them?

"Which is how often? She kicks the back of my seat every time she gets antsy, every 10 freaking minutes!" Again, Philby looked at me to assure me he was kidding.

Willa looked smug, "She's moves every five minutes."

Before Philby could think of a snappy retort, I gestured to myself and said, "Just FYI, guys, SHE is right here and SHE is not deaf."

That snappy comment won a giggle from Willa and a smile from Philby.

Finn, who was sitting next to Philby and ahead of Willa, who was in the aisle, turned and said in a hushed tone, "Look, guys, shut it, will ya? I'm not a huge fan of the descent, so I'd like to sleep through it."

Not a second after Finn finished his statement, the planes jolted as it's wheels hit the ground.

I smirked, "Look, Finn, you may not love the descent, but you have to admit that we distracted you the whole way through it."

"You're right!" Finn plastered a fake smile on his face, "Now I don't like it because you all annoyed me the whole way through it," He squinted his eyes at me.

"Bite me," I snapped as I secured my small, silver clutch around my wrist, stood up, squeezed past Willa, and started making my way down the aisle. Maybeck, who had overheard the heated exchange between Finn and I, laughed and said, "Dude, you just got burned by a fifteen year old."

I stopped, mid walk down the aisle way and whipped my head around to look at Maybeck the Moron. Sarcastically I said, "Thank you so much for pointing out that I'm eight months younger than the rest of you."

As I continued my way off the plane, I heard Willa fume at Maybeck, "Congrats! You've made her made before we've even gotten off the plane!"