Chapter2

Almost instantly after I mentioned the part about seeing cloud, she fainted. I stood there, looking at her, then ran towards mollies house. She'll have to wake eventually, I thought. And then she would pack frantically.

I ran up the front yard and hopped over the stones that separated their yard from their neighbors. It was a usual routine for me, because I got to her front door quicker than going all around the lawn. I opened the gate with a creak of the hinges and hustled to her door. I put my fist up, about to knock on the door, but as I swung my hands towards the maple door, it swung open instantly. Luckily molly must have known I was going to knock and quickly dodged her head to the side. My amazed and surprised gaze met mollies, and she had a look on her face that told me she had also seen the news. I couldn't totally tell, because I could never predict molly.

"Molly! I saw on the news that-"

"I know." she interrupted in her usual way. I looked into her eyes and saw her anxious look. She wanted to go badly. Badly enough even to leave her home for a long long long time...

"Well standing here won't get us anywhere!" she said in her "DUH!" voice. I could see a slight grin on her face.

I smiled at her and her smile brightened.

Then, I heard footsteps coming up behind us. Jess. I looked behind and saw her with three large duffle bags in colors of maroon and dark blue. She wobbled up to us hurriedly, worn out from the weight of her over packed bags.

"Oh Jess! Do you REALLY need that much!" molly said looking at the large, bulging bags. I couldn't help but chuckle at that remark of the typical Molly. Jess just stood there with an insulted look on her face.

"Hey! I have to look PERFECT for Cloud!" she said, trying as best she could to defend her position. I laughed even harder.

Molly instantly snapped back to reality.

"Ok guys! We need to leave RIGHT NOW! My parents are on there way. My sister is gonna drive us to the air port"

At that, I looked at her in a worried expression. Her sister had only received her driver's license yesterday!

"How else are we gonna get there Annie! That's our only choice!" she exclaimed, seeing my look.

She was right. Megan was our only hope. I couldn't back down, especially knowing that I might be able... to see...

Him.

It was a longer flight than we thought it would be, and it didn't help that I was terribly anxious to get to New York as fast as we could. The very thought of seeing Sora made my heart go wild with excitement. Just the thought of seeing my fan ... how I would be the luckiest girl in the world, for all the fans to envy me... I was so excited. Who wouldn't be? But... I still didn't understand... they were just computer graphics, right? The game Kingdom Hearts was based on just... fake people. That's it. This all had to be a dream that seemed so real. But it wasn't. It wasn't fake. I had evidence to prove it. I pinched myself the thirteenth time. It was real, alright, and I forgot how long my nails were for a moment. Poor Averi... all those times I pinched her... hehe.

But still... this was actually happening to me. I just couldn't get over the fact that it really was a real life thing you could only experience in fairytales.

That thought pondered for a while until there was a bit of turbulence in the prison-cell inspiring plane hangar. I thought with my head on the contractible plastic table about how I would approach him and how I would act. But... what if he didn't even appear in New York? What if he wasn't even there?

All at once, I wanted to go home. I wanted to go back home to my parents that I left; my mother I had to leave worrying if I was a crazy lovesick girl who had a video game-rotted brain, or her daughter. I felt a feeling of homesick and love for my safe home and my loving cat. I missed all my friends at school and all the people who weren't even my friends. I also though about what could happen when we got there. I haven't even planned as far as getting on the plane. In fact, I hadn't even planned anything. I had only just wanted to get to New York central park so bad, I didn't know what I was thinking.

Then I thought about him. What if he didn't even like me? What if he thought I was just another crazed fan? Maybe I was just meant to play the video game, and that's how we were supposed to live our lives... maybe I am a crazed fan girl. I just didn't know it... no, I decided. I'm not. Because I am not in love with him. That's the difference.

I felt my eyes droop and grabbed the pillow from behind my back, making crunching noises as the peanut bag on my lap (I had moved it there so I had room on the foldable table) shifted around and scrunched on my flannel plane-provided blanket.

It was amazing we even caught the flight. Luckily enough we all managed to pull enough allowance to buy the tickets for us just in the nick of time. We got the last three there, and almost were too late as we were jumping up and down of excitement that we were going to new York, postponing the flight even more than it already was late to take off.

Those were my last thoughts as my eyes closed slowly and I drifted off to sleep.