A/N: Thank you all for the wonderful reviews! I'm currently finally on vacation at Old Orchard Beach in Maine! :D Yay! Anyways, finally it's here! They are finally leaving for the Caribbean! Ya know what this means? This story is officially beginning! You know what else this means? I might need to add a warning in the description of this story :O BTW: the trip is taking place before their graduation, but after their last day of school. They way high schools do it in my town is, the last day of school for seniors is like a month before everyone else's. But two weeks after they get out is their graduation. So they kind of get a little break from school before they actually graduate. Weird, but that's how they do it. So, that's how it's done here. Enjoy chapter 10!

Disclaimer: Don't own BTR

Kendall's POV

"Yo, Logan! Hurry up. We're leaving without you!" I call to Logan as I walk towards the door. We're finally going on this trip and I'm so excited. I see Logan making his way down the stairs carrying about 10 different bags.

"I'm coming!" I hear him yell. "Please don't leave without me!"

"Haha I won't. I was only kidding." He drops the bags where we were standing by the front door and pants. "What is all of this stuff?" I ask.

"Everything we'll need." He says. It looks like he just packed up everything that was in our room.

"You don't need to bring all of this. There will be stuff at the hotels." I say to him with a laugh. He just looks at the pile on the floor.

"Oh well, it's too late now." He laughs. I hear my mom's car beep from outside.

"Mom's here, time to go!" We grab all of Logan's bags and head out for the car and pile them all in the trunk. "Let's go get James!" I yell as I close the trunk. Logan and I get in the car and we drive over to James' house which is maybe, five minutes away. I call him anyway.

"James, we're on our way!" I say to him into the phone.

"Alright, I'll be outside waiting." We hung up just as we pulled into his driveway.

"See Logan, James only packed one bag," He rolled his eyes. James put his bag in the trunk and then joined us in the car. I was in front, alongside my mom driving, and James, my sister, and Logan sat in the back, with Logan behind me and James behind my mother. The plan was, we'd drive to the airport, then fly from the airport to the docks at the Caribbean, then take a boat from the docks to our hotel.

"I'm so excited!" I say. I think that's like the fortieth time I've said that today. But I really was excited. How could I not be? I won a freaking contest and I'm on my way to the Caribbean.

"I want you boys to be safe. Don't do anything alone, and don't do anything that might hurt you." My mom was so protective.

"We'll be safe mom. I promise we won't do anything dumb." My sister laughs at that.

"That's a good one," she says.

"I mean it, mom. We won't." The drive to the airport was so long, and we really don't live too far from it.

"Ugh, how much longer?" I hear James say. I laugh and turn around to face him and make a pouting face.

"I'm driving as fast as I'm allowed to." My mom says. Eventually we start seeing the signs for the airport.

"Mom, get in the left lane." I say as I try to grab the wheel.

"I know how to get there, easy eager-pants." She swiped my hand away from the wheel. We pull into the airport and look for our entryway. Once we find it, we get out and grab all of our things.

My mom and sister helped us inside and walked with us to where we get our boarding passes and weigh our bags.

Okay, well, you guys can't go with us past the security check-in." I say. My mom gives us her final warning about being safe and hugs all three of us.

"I expect a phone call every day from each of you, and James, I suggest you do the same for your father." She pointed at us. We nod.

"Okay boys," My mom looked pretty worried.

"Don't worry, we'll be fine." I say to reassure her. She gives me one final hug and kiss and lets us go.

"Bring me back something cool," My sister says.

"Will do!" I shout after her. We all head up to the security check point and make it through without a problem.

"Okay, so we have to go to gate 3," I say, looking at my boarding pass. We follow the signs and travel the hallways finally finding gate 3. We take a seat on the nearby benches and wait to board the plane.

"I've never actually been on a plane before," Logan says. "Is it fun?"

"It's like a roller coaster. James says. You go really fast when you take off, but once you're at your cruising altitude, everything is fine." Logan looked worried.

"I don't really like roller coasters," Logan says.

"Don't listen to him, you'll be fine Logan." I say. We hear our gate being called to board the plane. Yes!

"Well, this is it," I say as we make our way into the line. Suddenly I get really nervous. What if this whole thing was a joke? What If these passes were fake? Would we get arrested? An online contest winning a trip for thee to the Caribbean suddenly sounds suspicious to me. I'm next in line and hand her my ticket.

"Have a good trip!" She says to me with a smile, as she hands my pass back. I let out a sigh of relief. This trip was really happening. I board the plane and find my seat: 13E. Crap. I hate middle seats. Maybe I'll switch with Logan. I take my seat and wait for the others to join me. Soon enough, they arrive. James gave me his window seat, Logan sat in the middle, and James sat in the aisle seat. Pretty soon the plane was all boarded and we were moving. Once the plane took that final turn on the runway and started speeding, Logan lost it.

"Oh my God!" he screamed, making everybody look at us. I tried comforting Logan while James assured everyone that we were fine and Logan was just a first time flyer. He buried his head in my side and was saying something but I couldn't understand him.

"It's okay," I said to him, despite what it was that he said. I put my arm around him. He kept saying something, but I still couldn't hear him. "Logan, I can't hear you," I say. He picks up his head slowly.

"I'm gonna puke," he says. Before he could even finish that last word, that's exactly what he did, all over me.

"We need some help over here," James said flagging down one of the flight attendants. He pointed to the mess Logan just made all over me and grabbed some paper towels. She handed them to James. James handed them to me.

"Ugh," I said, wiping my shirt.

"I'm so sorry, Kendall," he said to me, he felt so bad.

"It's alright," I said, even though I was a little disgusted. I had to wait until the seatbelt light turned off on the plane to go up to the bathroom to clean my clothes. I just threw my shirt in the garbage and got a different one from my carryon bag. No way was I cleaning that. I headed back to my seat to see a sleeping James and a sorry-eyed Logan. I scooted past James and sat back down.

"You feeling okay, buddy?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I'm feeling a little better. I'm sorry." He said.

"It's alright, just close your eyes, and we'll be there in no time."

The plane landed and we headed for the docks without another problem thankfully. Logan was feeling much better, and didn't look sick anymore, and James was well-rested.

"Wow, it got hot," Logan said while fanning himself with his hand.

"You bet it did," I said. Nothing can ruin my mood right now.

We all headed to the docks which was a short cab ride. We waited for our boat to arrive.

"This is so exciting; I can't wait to swim in a beautiful beach." James said. I agreed. Our boat came and we got on it. I took lots of pictures. I want to be able to at least show Carlos what we did, and tell him that we were thinking about him. We got to our hotel in about an hour. It was amazing. I told the man at the desk that we were the contest winners.

"Right this way," he said with a smile. He gave us our keys and led us to an elevator.

"Thanks," I said with a wave as he went back to the desk. We went up to the seventh floor.

"Oh my goodness," I said as we opened the door to our room. The view was beautiful! We had a full view of the beach, and the sun was setting.

"Wow," James said. I went over to a corner of the room to call my mom. It's been a long day.

"Mom, I just got to the hotel room." I said. We talked for a little bit and I texted her a picture of our view. "Okay mom, love you too, goodbye." I hung up and turned around.

"Kendall, can I talk to you for a minute in private?" He motioned for me to follow him into the second room. I looked at James in confusion.

"Sure," I said, following. "What's up?" All of a sudden he hugged me, just out of nowhere.

"What was that for?" I asked as we pulled away.

"For bringing me here." He said and hugged me again. I hugged him back tighter this time.

"Anytime."

So how was that? Do you guys get sick on airplanes? I actually wrote that because the same thing happened to me when I was flying to Disney World. I got so sick, so I wrote it up that way. No angst in this one because you guys will definitely have enough in the rest of the story :p Something interesting happens next. Oh, and another thing, I got a pm from someone asking if there will be a character death. The answer: I was planning on it ;) but I haven't made up my mind yet. :O sorry if I just spoiled something :/ Anyways, hope you all liked this one!