Northwest Airplane

First Class

9:12 AM

"Would like you like anything to drink?" The woman with a cart of soda's and waters asked Dylan and Kristen.. Dylan's eyes went big. It was an hour into the flight and she was not looking forward to it. They should of took the private jet. But no, the Daily Grind 'needed' it for 'business' use 'only'.

"Yes!" Dylan blurted.

"Ok, soda, water, ice tea, lemonade, wine, sparkling water and cider or champagne?" The woman asked. Dylan was surprised she was offered the champagne. She wanted to have some right now, but she didn't want to be caught for underage drinking.

"Uh… diet Pepsi?" She asked.

"Ice?"

"Yeah,"

The woman nodded and got ice in the cup while Dylan flipped through this month's Teen Vogue. The woman handed her the plastic cup, and the can. Dylan opened the can as the woman asked Kristen if she wanted anything. Kristen got some water and the lady moved up to Massie's seat.

"You know, I am 100% sure you can get alcohol once we're in the European airs." Kristen said. Recognizing her friends long for a drink.

"Good, because I need a champagne." Dylan smiled and leaned back in her chair. Then she turned her iPod up really high and listened to whatever was on shuffle.

Massie had been looking at the little light that indicated if you could get up and walk around or nawt. Finally it turned off and she let out a "yes," before the flight attendant could take her drink order, she was up out of her seat and headed to coach. She gave it a disgusted look. The chairs were so close together, and the people all looked sick. She finally saw Derrick looking out the window. She let out a "Ahem." And he turned his head. He saw her and a smile lit on his face. He got up out of the seat and walked out with his toned butt practically in Josh's and this girl's lap. He smiled when he saw Massie and they walked over to the bathroom in the back of the plane. Massie was smirking as she walked to the back of the plane. Derrick took Massie's hand when they snuck into the little bathroom without anyone seeing. Massie let out a small giggle when they got in.

"I can't believe no one saw us." Derrick laughed.

"I know." Massie smiled. Then she reached over Derrick's shoulder and moved the lock.

Derrick raised an eyebrow and they immediately started the make out.

"Cam, I'm so sorry." Claire whispered kissing him again.

"It's ok." He shook his head, telling Claire not to stop kissing him.

Claire wasn't sure if it was against some rule to participate in PDA. But she knew it was rude. So she pulled away, trying not to look like some kind of tramp who couldn't keep herself off of her boyfriend. Cam just smiled before he leaned back against his seat and looked over at Claire. He took her hand in his and smiled.

"I promise. This vacation, will be the best you've ever been on." He told her.

Claire shook her head. "I think I already knew that." Then Cam kissed her hand before the flight attended came up and gave them something to drink.

Kristen wanted to go back into coach and just attack Randy with a kiss. But she was stuck in her seat, hesitating. She flipped the page of Alicia's Teen Vogue and sighed when she saw a circled pair of shoes.

"So, how are you and Randy?" Dylan asked, sipping her Pepsi.

"We're great." Kristen forced a smile. "I think…"

"Is there trouble in paradise?" Dylan smirked.

"No! No, not that. I just think that… he's…"

"Gorgeous?" Dylan suggested

"No not that he's—"

"Sexy?"

"Yes, but not what I was—"

"The most amazing guy ever?"

"Yeah, but I was going to say—"

Dylan smirked. "He's so sexy you want to—"

"Dylan! Shut up!" Kristen snapped, stopping Dylan from saying something a bit too loud.

"Sorry," Dylan sneered.

"No I just wanted to say, that I think…" She stopped and looked up at Dylan. She was leaning over in her seat, killing inside for the next thing to be said.

"I think, he's the… one." Kristen smiled.

Dylan's eyes went big. "The what?"

"The one, you know. It's like when your around this guy, and he's so great you just know. You just know that he's perfect for you. And you two will be together forever." Kristen gushed. "Have you ever felt that way?"

"Yeah, crème brulee is just, mhmm. Forever." Dylan said sarcastically smiling.

Kristen laughed.

"No, I've never felt that way with a guy. I mean look at me, who would date me?" She asked.

"Dylan! No one will date you if you keep calling yourself fat. And if you stop, maybe someone will look at you and be like. Damn, what just happened to me?" Kristen smiled.

"You mean, damn, what just happened to my eyes? I'm blind!" Dylan said sadly.

"Dylan! You're so self abusive. Just shut up and tell me something good about yourself." Kristen said.

"Uh, I can eat a whole carton of donut holes in a day?" Dylan said like a question.

"Something that doesn't involve food. Something like you're beautiful." Kristen said, resting her chin on her palm.

"Uh, I'm pretty? I get decent grades? I can text a word a second. And I can make any ugly mess, a beauty queen." Dylan smiled and sat up straighter.

"Great, just tell yourself that anytime you think about those… donut holes." Kristen giggled.

Dylan smiled. "I'll try. But I don't think that will keep me away from them!"

"That's ok." Kristen assured her smiling. Dylan pulled out her MacBook and opened up her email. Kristen took it as her sign to bail.

"Hey, I'll be right back." She told Dylan. Setting the Teen Vogue on her seat.

"Ok," Dylan said.

Kristen walked back to coach. It looked like she was going to be going to the bathroom. Ready to go see Marc.

Massie's arms where around Derrick's neck. She was being pressed up against the side wall. Her top was peeling off and Derrick's was pretty much off. All they where going to do was make out. Nothing beyond that. They couldn't do anything beyond that. She smirked before pushing Derrick against the door with a thud and a small tick. She smiled seductively while she walked up to him and kissed his jaw. Trailing her kissing from there to his mouth. Loving the feel of his body against hers. She couldn't get enough of it. It was if they where perfectly fitting.

Kristen walked through coach, scanning the seats secretly. Then she saw the brown hair boy and smiled to herself. She looked over at him, he was looking at her smiling. Next to him was Marc, and then a random stranger. She smiled to him too and then walked right past him. She planned on just walking past the kill him. But she couldn't just turn around now. So she headed for the bathroom. There was one that was occupied so she opened the door to the other one.

Derrick walked Massie back over to the wall she was against previously. Still kissing. A moan escaped her throat as he ran hungry kisses around her neck. Then the door flew open and Kristen walked in.

"Ehmygawd!" She shouted. Shocked to find that. "You know if you want privacy it's called the occupied button!" She shrieked. Massie and Derrick quickly sprung away from each other.

"We locked the door." Derrick said loudly confused. He pulled his shirt down ad did Massie.

"I think you must of unlocked it when you know. We started making out on it." Massie told him.

"Right." He groaned.

"What is going on in here?!" I flight attended asked. Her perfect bun seemed out of place with her twisted with worry face. Then it went to anger when she found two teenagers, making out in the bathroom.

"All of you back to your seats! Now." She demanded. They all walked out of the airplane bathroom one by one. Massie and Kristen gracefully back to their first class seats. Everyone was staring at them with weird looks. Like they actually knew what was going on. And for the very first time in Massie Block's life.

She was beyond embarrassed.

Ok, I'm so so so so so so so sorry that I haven't updated in the longest time! I've been caught up with my other story. But I updated! And this problem just hit me! I was like let's have someone walk in on them. I hope you guys liked this chapter!

Peace out,

Lauren