Degrassi Takes…Europe?
This is a sequel to my first story, I'll Always Have You. I am hoping this story will be much more light and happy than the first one. There will be some references to the first story. Enjoy! :)
1. First Class
"Holy…"
Eli had to refrain himself from swearing out loud when he saw the limousine waiting for him outside of his house. When Fiona said she would send somebody to pick them up, he didn't know that she meant they would be riding in style.
Eli slung his duffle bag over his shoulder and opened the door, sliding onto the leather seats.
"'Morning Eli!" Clare and Adam chimed in unison.
"What? I was saved for last?" Eli asked in mock horror.
Adam shrugged, and Clare squealed slightly when the limo started to drive to the airport.
"I'm so excited!" Clare finally exclaimed. "Did Fiona say we were going to France first?"
Adam nodded. "We're going to help her move into her new house and then tour the continent!"
"All right!" Eli said, a smile crossing his face. He looked around until he spotted the mini bar in the corner next to Adam. "Pass me something, will you, Adam?"
Adam reached down to grab a drink when Clare grabbed his hand, stopping him.
"Eli!" Clare scolded him. "No drinking! You will not have a single hangover on this trip. That would suck. I should know."
Eli smirked back. "Fine. I'll only listen to you this once, though."
"Thank you," Clare said graciously.
"Now, does Fiona have a mansion in every city we're visiting, or is she going to use her magic credit card to get us into five star hotels at the last minute?" Eli asked Adam, leaning forward in his seat.
"I have no idea, honestly, but she said she's taken care of our sleeping arrangements and everything for this whole trip, so…I'm going to assume half and half," Adam said, nodding his head slightly.
They all looked expectantly at the door when the limo pulled to a stop, and after a lot of banging sounds, Fiona opened the door, smiling breathlessly as she scooted in next to Adam. "Hey everyone. Excited?"
"Yes!" Clare answered. "The sooner we get to the airport, the better."
Fiona laughed heartily. "Before you guys question me about our schedule, I actually went ahead and planned out everything for us. I intend on having us see all of Europe by the time this summer is over. We won't be spending more than two days in each city!"
"That answers your question then," Adam said to Eli with a smug look on his face.
Eli rolled his eyes and zoned out of the excited conversation the three were having, staring out the window and waiting for their arrival at the airport.
When they finally got there, Adam, Clare, and Fiona took their bags out of the trunk of the limousine while Eli slung his one bag over his shoulder again. He waited for everybody to get their things before they headed inside.
"Okay, here are your tickets. We're all in first class, and I've got Eli and Clare sitting together and me and Adam sitting together. No need to thank me," Fiona said, passing out the plane tickets.
"Oh no, I'm being forced to sit with her?" Eli groaned in mock frustration as he took his ticket.
"Thanks a lot, Fiona!" Clare complained too, but not capable of holding back a grin.
Fiona laughed as she threw one bag over her shoulder, then rolling her other two behind her.
"How could you only bring one bag?" Adam asked Eli, astonished.
"I'm a guy. I can wear the same clothes over and over and nobody will care," Eli replied.
Adam looked at his two bags, feeling awkward.
"I didn't mean it like that," Eli assured him quickly. Don't I feel stupid now.
"He didn't," Clare chirped, putting a hand on Adam's shoulder.
Adam nodded and hurried to catch up with Fiona, who was already waiting in line for bag check.
"Nice going," Clare said, elbowing Eli in the side.
"You know I didn't mean it like that," Eli mumbled as they got in line behind Adam and Fiona.
Clare didn't say anything more as they slowly moved up in line and went through baggage check, and then security.
Once they got everything done, Fiona sighed wearily, then grinned. "One step closer to Europe! Shall we head for our terminal?"
"Absolutely," Adam replied as they walked through the crowded airport, taking Fiona's hand.
"I'm beat," Eli said as they finally reached their destination, flopping into an empty seat in the waiting area.
Adam took a seat next to him, and Clare looked at them. "Why don't Fiona and I go get us all some coffee?" she suggested.
"Yes, please!" Adam begged.
Clare and Fiona left their carry-on bags with the boys and walked away, making small talk as they headed for the nearest Starbucks kiosk.
"What time does our flight leave?" Eli asked out loud after a few minutes, swinging his head to the side to look at Adam.
"In fifteen minutes. Fiona made sure we weren't late but we weren't early. Oh, how I love that woman," Adam swooned.
"Oh please," Eli grunted.
"Like you don't talk all lovey-dovey about Clare," Adam retorted.
The girls finally returned and gave Adam and Eli their drinks as they sat down.
"Hurry up and drink! We'll be boarding in about ten minutes!" Fiona rushed them, sipping at her frappuccino.
They all sat in silence, frantically sipping at their coffee until attendants called for them to board. They all got in line, holding their tickets out. They shuffled towards the back of the plane, and everybody's mouths dropped but Fiona's as they saw their compartment.
"Do you travel like this all the time?" Clare asked Fiona.
"Pretty much, yes. I can't believe you guys have to travel in gross middle class," Fiona said wryly as she dragged Adam over to their seats.
Eli and Clare sat down in their seats as well, Clare stowing her bag underneath her chair.
Screens came down from the ceilings of the compartment giving instructions on what to do in case of emergencies and how to put on the seatbelts, and Clare watched them intently while Eli picked at his fingernails.
"It's like they think we're stupid or something," Eli muttered at one point.
Finally the screens returned to their places in the ceiling and the lights in the plane turned off. The plane started to move slowly as it turned out of its docking area and onto the runway.
It gathered speed quickly, and Clare fumbled for Eli's hand as they slowly lifted into the air.
"This is the part I hate," she groaned as the plane felt like it did a flip in midair. Clare's ears popped, and she loosened her grip on Eli's hand as the plane steadied itself.
Eli chuckled under his breath. "Clare, hater of aircrafts?"
Clare stuck her tongue out at him. "They get me a bit sick, that's all."
"Fantastic. Is Clare going to be no fun this whole seven hour plane ride?"
"What is there to do on an airplane anyway?" Clare asked.
"For one…" Eli murmured, leaning in to kiss her.
Clare kissed him back until somebody clearing their throat made them break apart and look over.
"Want anything, sir? Miss? Cocktails, soda?" a flight attendant asked.
Eli and Clare shared a look before Eli said, "We'll each try a cocktail."
The flight attendant nodded, pouring them some. She gave them each a glass and smiled. "Enjoy your flight."
"Eli, I said no drinking!" Clare hissed.
"It's not like we're having enough to get drunk," Eli told her, rolling his eyes.
Clare sighed and wrinkled her nose. "I don't want to turn into some crazed alcoholic, Eli."
"That was just one night. Having one cocktail isn't going to make you an alcoholic." Eli raised his glass. "To Europe."
Clare raised her glass as well. "To Europe."
They clinked their glasses together and both took a sip, chugging down their drinks. They smiled at each and leaned back in their chairs, taking each other's hand once more.
Author's Note: I apologize if Clare and Eli don't seem like themselves. =P I hope you liked the first chapter! Review please! :)