Holly POV
Oh gods. I can't believe he kissed me! I could probably-
Okay, enough with the Aphrodite talk. I've got to focus.
I carefully led us back through the maze. When we finally got out, Hank, Turner and Ashton were waiting.
"You look happy," Hank said to me.
"I am happy," I replied. "Where's the plane?"
After we got on, everyone except for Turner, Pippin and I fell asleep. After the plane took off, I started feeling nauseated.
"Crap," I muttered. Pippin looked worried, but I waved him off. "I'll be in the restroom." I barely made it to the toilet.
I guess Pippin heard me puking my face off. "Holly? Are you in here?"
"Yeah," I weakly called back. My energy was gone, leaving me exhausted.
He walked in and flushed the toilet. I smiled.
"Why didn't you say anything?" He asked.
"Because I didn't know," I muttered. It was true, I had no idea I was this sick.
"You know you have horrible luck, right?"
"Runs in the family." I replied.
He laughed.
"Come on, you need to lay down." He helped me up. I found a bottle of air freshener and sprayed it all over the restroom. He laughed again and led me out.
I got a whole three seats to myself. Well, sort of. Pippin's lap was my pillow. Beats the windowsill, I thought.
"Rest," he told me. I closed my eyes and immediately drifted out of consciousness.
(A/N I know this is short but the next one is (hopefully) longer.)
