Chapter 1

Paige and Heather couldn't wait to go to Paris. When their flight number got called they raced towards the port.

"I can't believe we are really going!" Heather exclaimed.

"Neither can I," Paige replied.

"What? Are you not happy now?" Heather asked Paige. Heather came back to reality when she asked Paige. She knew her friend would miss her boyfriend. Tell you the truth, she missed her boyfriend too. Heather looked back to see Clay waving bye to her. Another thing that he did was that he blew her a goodbye kiss, which is not like him at all. Why did he just do that? Heather asked herself. She just shrugged it off and went to gather her things so she and Paige could board the plane.

"I need your ticket, Miss" said the flight attendant. He saw that Paige didn't hear him. "Miss, I need your ticket," he said once more.This time he got her attention.

"Oh, sorry! Here you go," Paige replied, half embarrassed. She felt her cheeks get hot. She smiled, hoping that he didn't see her blush. But he did.

"Its ok; you must have been in a thought," the flight attendant said to her.

"Yeah, I was," Paige replied back. She grabbed her things and went aboard the plane. When she found hers and Heather's seat, she sat down to wait for Heather to come. Wow! These seats are actually quite comfy for once she thought herself. She felt a tap on her left shoulder. She opened her eyes to see Scot standing right in front of her.

"What are you doing here? On the same plane as me; and Heather?" Paige asked him. She was trying to hurry up and stand up to look at him almost eye to eye.

"I'm going to France too," Scot replied. He looked her up and down. Paige watched him do that and was about to slap him when Heather came in.

"Did I miss anything?" Heather asked. She looked back and forth between the two. I wish they would get back together Heather thought to herself.

"Hey! What are you doing here, Scot?" Heather asked.

"He's going to France also," Paige replied coldly. I wish he would stay away from me Paige thought, it seems as if he's always following me.

"Earth to Paige!" Heather said waving her hand in front of Paige's face.

"What?" Paige asked thinking that Heather wanted to ask her something.

"Nothing. It just seemed as if you were in la la land again; like always," Heather said starting to laugh. Paige joined in with her knowing that it was true.

"Did that flight attendant dude look familiar to you in anyway?" Paige asked Heather as they sat down. Paige thought he looked strangely familiar to her.

"Yes he did; Now that you said something," Heather answered her. Heather was having troubles putting her seat belt on. I wish this thing was alive so I could KILL IT! she thought to herself. Paige watched Heather as she was trying to get it on. Paige started to giggle at the sight of Heather.

"What's so funny?" Heather demanded. Paige started to laugh even more.

"YOU!" Paige said during giggles.

"All I'm freakin' tryin' to do is put my freakin' seat belt on!" Heather exclaimed still trying to fasten her seat belt.

"Hun?" Paige said with sarcasm.

"Yes?" Heather replied coldly.

"You have to loosen it first," Paige said staring to laugh again. Heather totally embarrassed. She started to look around to make sure no one watched her make a fool of herself. She let out a sigh of relief when no one was. Heather looked coldly at Paige.

"Why did you now decide to tell me this?" Heather asked her.

"Cuz' I thought you knew. Look at the sign in front of you moron!" Paige said pointing to the picture on the seat in front of her.

"Oh," Heather replied. She felt so retarded.

"Yea! Duh," Paige said throw giggles. Just to make it worse, Paige did the retarded gesture. She looked back at Heather and saw that Heather was hurt by that.

"I'm just joking," Paige reassured her.

"I know, but still you don't have to rub it in," Heather shot coldly at Paige.

"Jessish! What happened to you over the period of time?" Paige asked. Paige turned around in her seat so that she and Heather wouldn't have to look at each other at least for a little while. Jessish! What's with her right now? Paige thought to herself. Paige looked out through the window of the plane to see that they were already in the air. Paige looked back at Heather to see

that she was sleeping.

"Hey! What's going-," Scot started. Paige interrupted him.

"SHHHH!" Paige signaled Scot with her pointed finger at her lips. He looked down to see Heather sleeping peacefully.

"Oh," he replied quietly. Now he kind of felt terrible for ALMOST waking Heather when she needed sleep. Scot motioned Paige to sit by him so they could talk. She agreed and moved up to sit by him. They didn't really talk about anything except what would've happened between them if they were still together. Paige turned back around to look at Heather to see that Heather was starting to stir. Paige moved back to HER seat and waited for Heather to wake up. Suddenly a voice went over the loud speaker saying that they arrived in Paris,France.