Make a Choice

Chapter 1- A New Start

Rob's POV

I went to the airport to Pick up Preston and Jerome. It was 10:00am, Really cold in Canada.

The plan was: I would pick the two jags up from the airport. Then I would bring them over to Mitch's house, and we all would hang. And then I would go home with Preston, and Jerome would be left with Mitch.

Mitch wants us to go home at 8:00pm. But there's a huge snowstorm scheduled at 7:00pm... I'm pretty sure Mitch knew that, but just wanted us all to get stuck at his house. It's like one huge sleep over to him.

I honestly love the idea. I know Jerome won't mind... But what I don't know what Preston would think. He might think of it as one huge party. Or he may think of it as hell, because he wanted to spend time with me.

. . .

I waited at the airport drop-off. Looking for them in the crowds of people stepping off the elevators. Jerome had a Black bag, and Preston had a red bag...

I see nothing of the sort!

I checked my phone text messages to look back and see what plane they said they would get off of. All of a sudden I felt something jump onto my back and rap their arms around my neck.

"Robie!"

I looked over my shoulder to see Preston's cute little face rested on my shoulder, and Jerome rushing up with both suitcases.

"Preston! Jerome!" I greeted them.

Jerome rolled his eyes and pried Preston off my back. Preston stood up, but pouted like a 5 year old.

I grabbed one of their bags to help but Preston quickly jumped and stopped me. "No no no no." He panicked. "I can carry that."

He swiped the bag back, and rested it under his arm.

...Um what.

"Oh.. I'm sorry." I apologized forcefully and didn't try to carry anymore bags.

We got to my car, and I didn't help them put the bags up... Because Preston might act up again.

Preston took the back seat and healed onto that stupid little bag, and Jerome took the front.

Out of the silence Jerome asked Preston "What's in that bag anyway? You're love poem for Rob?" He snickered.

I smiled. That would be adorable.

Preston blushed a deep red and bunched up into a little ball.

"Real mature, Jerome... But no it's not..."

"What is it?" I asked him.

He stared at me through the front mirror with an upset look on his face.

"You look so upset right now. I would hug you, you cactus, but I'm driving!"

I joked to him.

He let out a small smile, but looked down at the ground.

I sighed, and kept my eyes on the road. Jerome finally fell asleep, but Preston was wide awake, staring outside the glass.

I looked in the rear view mirror at him and saw that he was staring right at me. As I looked at him, his eyes quickly batted away.

"I see you looking at me, Preston."

I said, not taking my eyes off the road.

He let out a soft little laugh.

"Shadap. You're just a Rob a Dob Flob that can't get a job."

"And you're just a Cactus Jones."

We shared a laugh and he fell asleep shortly after.

I could see Mitch's house in view.

In 3...2...1...

We made it.

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First part of the story. How'd I do, eh?

<3 Ticky