Preface:
I can't believe I'm already on my way home, sitting on an airplane thousands of miles in the air. My mini vacation to california went by faster than I would have wanted it to. I've always had a love for surfing; my parents would vacation to California all the time just so I could practice more. Now that I've grown up, I organize my own trips to california focusing on being able to surf once again.
We've been in the air for a couple of hours now. It's going to be a long plane ride considering we have a layover in Texas. I wiggle around in my seat trying to find a more comfortable position when I notice a couple of guys laughing across the isle from me.
"Logan, you can't play machine gun in Rock Paper Scissors, HENCE it being ROCK PAPER SCISSORS!" a blonde guy was joking with the guy I assumed was named Logan.
"Don't you have imagination Kendall?" Logan joked back. Okay, so Kendall and Logan.
"Rock Paper Scissors, huh? I can beat any one of you guys at that game. Call me a pro," a tall guy adds from the seats behind them.
"Only if it concerns a sport, James," a really tan guy says sitting next to the guy called James.
"Don't be a poor sport, Carlos!" the guy named James counters. So now it's Kendall and Logan seated in front of James and Carlos.
I know it's kind of stalking their conversation but I honestly had nothing better to do. It's not like they'd notice or anything.
"Excuse me," Kendall says, looking towards me. I turn to see who he's talking to. And then I notice nobody's sitting next to me. Oh my god, he's talking to me. Talk about awkward.
"Ugh, yeah?" I ask.
"My name is Kendall. His name is Logan, and the guys behind me are James and Carlos," Kendall explains, pointing to the guys in that order. Yeah, I figured that one out already. "Could you answer a question for me, just so we have a non biased answer?"
"Sure. I could us a break from reading," I say, throwing the magazine laying on my lap onto the seat next to me.
"Do you agree that in the game Rock Paper Scissors, you can only play one of the three moves of rock, paper or scissors?"
"If you set up that rule at the beginning of the game, then yes."
"We didn't set up that rule," Logan teases, making a face that could have been interpreted as I-told-you-so.
I laugh at their obvious feud.
"Is this an important argument? In my opinion it is, only if you guys are going to a Rock, Paper, Scissors convention in Texas," I ask.
"Actually, we're visiting Logan's family there. He hasn't seen them in a while and they miss Logibear. Besides, we haven't really toured parts of texas outside of our music tour," James explains.
"That's cool you guys play music. Famous band?" I ask.
"Pretty famous," Carlos laughs. "What about you?"
"I had a solo vacation to California so I could surf. Now I'm just heading home before college starts back up again."
"You surf? That's awesome! You go to california often?" Logan asks.
"I try every time we have a break in college but mostly just in the summer because it's warmer. I'm actually staying in california for three months next summer with my best friend Genevieve," I explain, for some reason using hand gestures.
"We should meet up! We could go surfing," suggests James.
"How will we know when to hang out?" Carlos asks.
"June 6th. Next summer. At noon at Malibu beach," I state.
Kendall leans over so he can properly see me past Logan. "Hold on, I just noticed something. You know all of our names but we don't know yours."
"My name is Dani," I respond, laughing at myself for not introducing myself earlier.
"Can't wait, Dani," Logan adds, winking. What a flirt. I'm the more take-me-to-dinner-and-a-movie kind of girl so he's going to have to step up his game.
"Look at that, we already have something to look forward to for next summer," Carlos says smiling.
"This is going to be fun," James pipes in, leaning back into his chair resting his arms behind his head.
"How do we know you're going to be there?" Kendall asks.
"How will I know you guys will be there?" I counter.
"Touche," Kendall says, rubbing his chin like a cliche detective. A few moments pass before he throws his hands in the air and looks back at me. "Well I would write my number down for you so you can call us that day but it seems I have no pen and no paper. Do you mind giving me your number instead?"
"Wow, smooth," I laugh. I wait a few moments. "Okay, sounds like a good idea," I say, ripping a piece of my napkin off to write my number down. "I mean, if there was ever a time where four random guys ask for my number on an airplane and I shouldn't worry about it, it would be this situation," I add drily, as if it were an obvious observation. Once done, I hand over the piece of paper to Kendall.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, at this time please push up trays and click on your seat belts. We should be arriving shortly," a voice says on the plane announcements.
"You promise you'll be there?" Carlos asks, clicking in his seat belt.
"I promise," I assure him.
"Not to pressure you, but may I ask why you are choosing to stay the entire summer? Meeting up with family? A long-distance boyfriend?" Kendall asks, looking worried about the later.
"Not at all. No boyfriend, no family, no life searching journey. My friend Genevieve never has been able to go to California before until a dance company called to see if she wanted a choreography job next summer. Of course she was elated about their offer but couldn't afford to live by herself in Los Angeles. So I offered to go with her. I contacted a local surf school on the beach to work as a surfing instructor."
Before I even could realize how much time passed, I noticed the plane pulling into the airport. The plane began to unload and we find ourselves leaving the terminal.
"Well I guess this is were our paths separate," I say, holding onto my backpack strap containing the few things I carried with me to entertain myself.
"Until we meet again! It was a pleasure meeting you, Dani!" Kendall says.
"Can't wait for next summer!" Carlos cheers.
"It'll be awesome to surf again," James says ecstatic.
"Don't forget! It's June 6th, noon at Malibu!" I call after them.
"Wouldn't miss it, we promised" Logan yells back.
"Expect my call!" Kendall finishes