*Ariel gets a surprise package in the mail ;)
Another two weeks went by without more than few short messages from Ethan, and Leanne was worried. She could tell by his writing that he wasn't doing well and she wished more than anything that she could be with him. She had wanted to try and write him a big long letter, explaining her feelings and everything in detail to him, but she could never get the words out right. And then Ariel had had finals and then graduation and Noa and Mario got engaged, and life just got crazy.
And then she came home from work on the last day of school and saw a package on the front porch. She eyed it suspiciously, but didn't think anything of it. It was addressed to Ariel after all, and it didn't have a return address. She prayed it wasn't something creepy. When the teen had gotten home she had practically torn the box apart. The look on her face sent chills down Leanne's spine.
"Oh my God!" She screamed from her spot at the kitchen table. "Leanne! Look!"
"What is it honey?" Leanne rushed to her said, thinking automatically that something bad had to have been inside. Instead, the teen held up two small rectangles with barcodes.
"They're plane tickets!" She shouted back. "To Paris!"
Leanne shook her head as she took the tickets out of her hands carefully. This had to be a joke. "Where did these come from?"
Ariel shrugged her shoulders as she pulled a small envelope out of the box, followed by a tour guide for the Paris area. "I don't know."
Leanne inspected the tickets carefully, her eyes and brain trying to take in the all information she could. "Did you do this?"
"No." Ariel gave her a look as she ripped open the envelope. "Did you?"
Shaking her head softly she set the tickets down on the table, picking up the book slowly. She wondered what in the world was going.
"What's it say?" She asked the teen, eyeing the piece of paper in her hand curiously.
"It's hotel reservations." She choked out, tears appearing in her eyes. "For next week!"
Leanne shook her head back and forth furiously. There was no fucking way. "They're what?"
Ariel let out a soft sob, her free hand going to her lips as she re-read the printed stationary in her hand. "They're hotel reservations. For eight nights. At a hotel in Paris." She wiped at her eyes as she looked at Leanne thoughtfully. "Staring next Saturday."
Taking the letter out of the girl's hand slowly she read the information in front of her. Ariel was right, they were hotel reservations. And they were good eight nights. And they started next Saturday. Her brain was spinning at all the information in front of her. How in the world did this happen?
"Do you think…?" The teen choked back a sob as she dropped to the chair beside her, her hands reaching for the plane tickets once more. "Ethan?"
Leanne's head snapped up at the girl's question. Would he really have done something like this? And then it hit her. This was just like him. "Maybe sweetie. I don't know."
"I'm gonna go message him!" And with that she was off, her legs carrying her up the stairs as fast she could go. "This is so awesome!"
Closing her eyes Leanne sank down into her chair. She couldn't believe this. She couldn't believe that Ethan would really do something like this for them. She also didn't know if she could accept the invite, especially when she wasn't sure who it was from. She let out a sigh as she let her head sink to the table. Jesse was supposed to be taking them out for dinner to celebrate the start of summer and she was most definitely going to pick his brain about it.
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