Chapter 1: Takeoff
Lizzie's POV
I couldn't believe it. Sure, I was a little sad. After all, I'd never been away from my family for more than a day or two, and this would be two weeks! But I knew that I just couldn't miss out on this trip. Two blissful weeks - or one blissful fortnight, as the romantic Romans might say - in Rome, Italy with my best guy friend Gordo. Like, how could I possibly resist!?
"Final boarding call for flight 3275 to Rome," suddenly came onto the loudspeakers. I turned to look at Gordo, standing beside me with his carry- on suitcase. "You ready?" I asked him.
Gordo's lips curled into a small smile. "Let's do this!" he replied.
My face broke into a huge grin. "Coolie!" And with that, we showed our tickets and boarded the plane.
Gordo's POV
For the first time in my life, I actually felt really excited about something. Normally, I just let whatever happens, happens, and I enjoy it as I live it. But this was different. Going to the other side of the planet for two weeks without your parents is a big deal. Very big. I had to face it - everyone else was tingling with anticipation. Lizzie was excited. Ms. Ungermeyer, the principal of Hillridge High, and our chaperone, was excited. my parents were excited. even *Ethan* was excited, and that was probably a lot for his tiny mental capacity to handle. I guess all that excitement was contagious. Just saying the word "Rome" made me smile.
Once on the plane, I jammed my carry-on into the overhead compartment and slid into my seat, right by the window. "You sure you don't want the window seat?" I asked Lizzie.
She flashed me her beautiful smile. "That's OK," she replied. "I'll be taking the window seat on the way home two weeks from now!"
We both laughed. Lizzie sat down and buckled up her seat belt. Then she sighed. "Excited?"
I let out a small laugh. "What do you think!?"
Lizzie's POV
I couldn't believe it. Sure, I was a little sad. After all, I'd never been away from my family for more than a day or two, and this would be two weeks! But I knew that I just couldn't miss out on this trip. Two blissful weeks - or one blissful fortnight, as the romantic Romans might say - in Rome, Italy with my best guy friend Gordo. Like, how could I possibly resist!?
"Final boarding call for flight 3275 to Rome," suddenly came onto the loudspeakers. I turned to look at Gordo, standing beside me with his carry- on suitcase. "You ready?" I asked him.
Gordo's lips curled into a small smile. "Let's do this!" he replied.
My face broke into a huge grin. "Coolie!" And with that, we showed our tickets and boarded the plane.
Gordo's POV
For the first time in my life, I actually felt really excited about something. Normally, I just let whatever happens, happens, and I enjoy it as I live it. But this was different. Going to the other side of the planet for two weeks without your parents is a big deal. Very big. I had to face it - everyone else was tingling with anticipation. Lizzie was excited. Ms. Ungermeyer, the principal of Hillridge High, and our chaperone, was excited. my parents were excited. even *Ethan* was excited, and that was probably a lot for his tiny mental capacity to handle. I guess all that excitement was contagious. Just saying the word "Rome" made me smile.
Once on the plane, I jammed my carry-on into the overhead compartment and slid into my seat, right by the window. "You sure you don't want the window seat?" I asked Lizzie.
She flashed me her beautiful smile. "That's OK," she replied. "I'll be taking the window seat on the way home two weeks from now!"
We both laughed. Lizzie sat down and buckled up her seat belt. Then she sighed. "Excited?"
I let out a small laugh. "What do you think!?"