The next day Raye arrived at the airport. She walked out to the front and flipped open her phone. She dialed Misty and CC's number. When the phone stopped rigging Raye figured that Misty had picked it up. "Misty it's me. I'm at the airport, can you pick me up now?"
"Hello?" A voice asked, "Umm, Misty's not here right now. I'm Tommy. Umm Misty went to the movies with the others. I stayed here."
"Oh, sorry. But I need someone to pick me up at the airport." Raye said.
"Well, I'm not doing anything right now. I'll come pick you up. What's your name?" Tommy asked.
"Raye. I'm sitting at the front of the airport." Raye answered
"Okay. Look for a white Mustang convertible. Tommy said.
"So, I'll see you in a few minutes?" Raye asked happily.
"Yeah." Tommy replied.
They hung up and Tommy left his friends a note: Gone to pick up Raye from the airport. Be back in about 30 minutes. Tommy.
He then left to pick up Raye.
Raye sat at the front of the airport waiting for this Tommy guy to pick her up. She couldn't wait to see CC and Misty again. She'd miss then so much. It had been two years since they saw each other.
A few minutes later a white mustang convertible pulled up to the front of the airport. The driver got out of the car. He had long dark hair pulled back into a ponytail and was wearing all white. Raye got off the bench and went over to the car. "Are you Tommy?" She asked.
"Yeah. You must be Raye" Tommy answered eyeing the girl that stood in front of him.
"I am. So are you picking me up or are we just gonna stand here all day?" asked Raye jokingly.
"Yeah hop in." Tommy smiled. He picked up Raye's bags and put them in the trunk. He then opened the passenger door and Raye got in.
"Thanks. I love your car." Raye told Tommy smiling. "It's really nice."
"Ha-ha, thanks man. I bought it when I was sixteen." Tommy said laughing. "And I never had a problem with it."
"And how old are you now if you don't mind me asking?" Raye asked.
"Eighteen." Tommy answered. "You?"
"Sixteen." Raye said happily.
Tommy and Raye continued to make small talk all the way back to the house. "So how long have you lived in Angel Grove for?" Raye asked.
"About three years." Tommy continued, "I move here when I was fifteen. This is where I bought my car."
Tommy and Raye pulled into the driveway and turned off the car, and then they both got out of the car. Tommy helped Raye carry her bags into the house and up into the guest room where Raye was going to stay.