Stuck in Europe with my brother and his best friend? FML! Did I mention that he's a man-whore?

Chapter 11 Stuck in Europe

HEY!!!

So after one of my fave sleepovers:) my friend and I finally came up with some really awesome and confusing plots.....im not gonna say anything else on the subject lol.

We saw Shutter Island and I realized that Leo DiCaprio is deep! Lol ummmm. So now that I kind of know where I'm going with the story I think I'll be uploading a lot more....hopefully:)

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Stuck in Europe with my brother and his best friend? FML! Did I mention he's a jerkface man-whore?

Chapter Eleven:

Zoey's POV:

I felt tickles on my face. I woke up when a giggle burst through my lips. I immediately frowned. I'd had such a nice dream. One that I won't share.

"Ugh," I groaned.

"We gotta go catch a flight," he said before placing my head on a pillow and running out of my room.

I slowly opened my eyes and grabbed my purse from my desk. My bags were already downstairs, seeing as how they weren't in my room anymore.

Quietly, I reached for the doorknob, looking back at my room, taking it in. There were still a lot of things everywhere, clearly showing someone resided there.

Yet the important things were gone. I'd taken those with me.

In one suitcase I had my electronics and my picture frames and stuff like that. Two suitcases full of clothes and shoes and accessories. I'd filled all those pockets and little nooks with makeup and hair products. My carryon bag, a tiny backpack, held water, granola bars, my cell phone, my iPod, chargers for everything, eyeliner, tissues, and gum.

I headed down the stairs after closing the door to my room. It felt so final.

The boys had already packed the bags into Jace's truck. We would be leaving it at the airport. Our house keys were going to be left at Kyle's house. One of their friends was going to go over every once in a while to make sure everything was okay. I think Jace thought of inviting Caleb and Liam, two of their friends, to housesit while we were out. But then he thought better of it.

So after Kyle walked across his yard, he walked inside his home and left the keys there. His mom was going to be coming home today so the house would only need to be unlocked for a little bit.

We took off with me in the backseat and Kyle in the passenger seat.

I sat down with my chin on my knees, my arms around my knees. I knew we would have a long airplane ride so I tried to hole out the longest without my iPod.

Jace put on a nice radio station and we listened to the oldies for a while. It was nice.

The ride was over quickly. We reached the airport and started to unload everything while Jace talked to the people that would take care of the car. (A/N I have no idea what that's called...I just kno that u can do tht bc my fam had to do it once for a vacation.)

Kyle had gotten a three carts and we placed each of our suitcases on them.

Within three hours we were in the plane. Unfortunately, those three hours were spent watching the news on a TV that had been conveniently placed by the gate.

My definition of joy. Note the sarcasm.

We finally got on the plane to realize that we were in a three seater. For whatever reason, I'd assumed that Jace and I would sit together while Kyle took the seat behind or in front of us. Guess not.