A/N: Finally, my first story since the "Cooper & Munroe" series! So, how did you guys like the last one? Sorry I had to cut the series short one story. But I bet you'll enjoy this story. I don't own SWAC.

SPOV

I was sitting quietly in the prop house, talking to my friend Lucy from Wisconsin, when I got another call from my mom.

"Hold on Lucy, I'm getting a call from my mom," I interrupted. I put her on hold, and answered my mom. "Hey mom."

"Hi, sweetheart. Listen, I can't go with you to Wisconsin for Christmas because I'm stuck at work. Maybe you could bring one of your friends with you," Mom explained.

"Okay, mom, I understand. Bye," I said, and said bye to Lucy and went back to watching reruns of So Random. Just then, my boyfriend Chad entered the prop house.

"Hey, Sonny," he said.

"Hey, Chad," I said. "I have some bad news."

"What is it?" he asked, sitting next to me on the couch.

"Well, my mom's stuck at work and can't come with me to Wisconsin for Christmas. But, she said I could bring someone, so, want to go with me?" I asked hopefully.

"Sure," he answered.

"Oh, thank you, thank you!" I said, hugging him. "Pick me up tomorrow at 2 in the afternoon. My flight doesn't leave until 4:30 tomorrow afternoon. Make sure you bring a week's worth of clothes."

"Okay, see you then," he said. He left the prop house, and I got back to watching So Random. Soon enough, it was time to leave and go home. First, I had to back, and then I took a shower and went to bed at 9:30.

The next morning…

"Honey, wake up," I heard my mom coax. I immediately sat straight up.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"You overslept. It's almost 1:30," she said.

"One thirty already? Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

"I'm sick with the flu," she explained. "I took a nap." I rushed out of bed and the next thing I knew, clothes were strewn everywhere. I finally settled on my prized Milwaukee Brewers hoodie and skinny jeans. I quickly ate lunch, combed my hair and brushed my teeth, and by the time I was done, someone knocked on the door. I immediately opened the door, and Chad was standing there with a big blue duffel bag.

"Hey. Ready to go?" he asked.

"Yep," I answered. "Mom, we're leaving!"

"Bye!" she called back. We walked to his car, and drove off to the airport. The freeway traffic was horrible, but what else can you expect on a Los Angeles freeway? It took us about an hour to get to the airport, so we were there at about 3:00, which is an hour and a half before our flight leaves. We went through security and waited at the terminal. To pass the time, I listened to my iPod, and so did Chad. I had bought some snacks for the flight, since the food on the airplane is really expensive.

"All first class passengers going on flight 548 to Appleton, Wisconsin, you may now board," the attendant announced. We got our tickets scanned, and we boarded the plane. The first class section was so much fancier than I expected. The seats were roomy and white leather, and they were very comfortable. The only reason we were in the first class section was because Chad traded in our coach tickets for first class. I put our luggage in the luggage compartment, and then sat down in the chair next to Chad. After everyone was on board, the pilot told us to buckle up.

"Oh, man, I hate the take off," I muttered. I gripped the arm rests, and shut my eyes tight.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine, just relax," he coaxed. I released the arm rests, and before I knew it, we we're in the air. The flight took about 3 hours, so I knew we were in for a long ride. Around 6:00, they started coming around with dinner.

"Would you like the salmon or the steak?" the flight attendant asked me.

"I'd like the steak, please," I replied. Chad ordered steak also, and we started eating. It was free for first class, but coach passengers had to pay. It was really good. By the time we were done, it was about 6:30, and I was tired. So I closed my eyes and took a cat nap, and tried to live through the rest of the flight.

How was that? Was it good? Well, I'll be posting the second chapter very soon. Peace out suckahs!