DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything related to "Meet the Robinsons" or "High School Story: Class Act," I only own Diana, Wesley, and Karena.

Soon enough, it was time for the awards ceremony. My dad, brother, and grandparents had to go back to their hotel room, so it was just me and my mom attending the ceremony with the rest of the theater department in a very crowded auditorium. After a few minutes, the judges took the floor with smiles on their faces.

"Each year, judging ten world-class youth productions seems like an impossible feat. But the results are in."

"Please let us win," Amy begged quietly. "Please let us win!"

"Coming in third is… The Johannesburg Collective's One Night, One Dawn!"

We applauded as the cast and crew from Johannesburg accepted the award onstage.

"I think that was the werewolf drama that came before us!" Amy thought out loud.

"I don't know whether to be disappointed or relieved," Rory replied.

"Of course we're relieved!" Ajay shot back, trying to speak for all of us. "We've got to defeat Fairfield at all costs!"

"Coming in second is… Fairfield School of Humanities' Romeo and Juliet!"

I put both my hands over my mouth when I heard Fairfield placed second.

"What? Someone else got first place," Marvin said out loud with disbelief.

"I'm gonna be so ticked at whoever broke our streak!" Cory exclaimed angrily as his peers walked up to the stage, accepted their award, and said their thanks.

"My confused emotions are intensifying!" Amy said nervously.

"Stay strong, Amy," Ajay replied. "We've got this in the bag!"

"And now the one you've been waiting for… The winner of Spotlite Internation Theatre Festival's Best Youth Production is… Westport High School's The Tempest: The Musical!"

"AAAAAHHHH!" I screamed and broke into laughter as I hugged my mom, who was crying and hugging me back.

"If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up!" Rory screamed as we all got up and head up to the stage.

"Congratulations!" the judge said happily as she handed us the first place trophy.

"Do we make a speech now?" Amy asked nervously.

"If Ajay makes me speak, I'll riot," Skye said behind us.

"I'll keep this short and sweet," Ajay said nervously as he stepped up to the microphone. "We're grateful for this honor. We've all spent so many nights dreaming of accepting an award on this stage that I can scarcely believe this is reality. I'd like to thank our incomparable cast and crew, our teachers, and everyone else who made this possible."

I watched Ajay step back from the microphone, and he motioned for the rest of us to speak. Amy went forward to the microphone.

"I'd like to thank my parents. Mom, Dad, if you're watching this… I love you."

"Thanks for being the best parents ever!" Adam said, standing next to his sister, and they both stepped back while I stepped forward.

"I, too, would like to thank my parents. One of them is standing here on this stage right now: my mother, who played the piano to accompany our songs." I paused as I heard applause, and I watched my mom wave. "And the other, my dad, who never gave up on me and helped me be the best person I can be to bring life to this play."

When everyone else spoke, we returned to our seats and passed Fairfield along the way, who glowered at us.

"Just say what you want and get it over with," Kitty said, clearly angry at the outcome.

"I can't believe you amateurs broke our first place streak," Marvin chimed in angrily. "We won't forget this."

"Neither will we," Amy replied, and I opened my mouth, afraid of what she was going to say next. "We're very proud of ourselves. Not even you can wreck this moment. We worked hard, and we won fair and square."

"More than fair and square," Ajay chimed in. "We won despite your immature meddling. I'd call this a victory for the history books."

"We're going to celebrate now," Rory said with a sly smile. "Don't you have somebody's props to go try and steal or something?"

"Gloat while you can," Cory replied angrily. "We're coming for you next year."

"You won because of a fluke," Kitty angrily said. "C'mon, let's go talk to the judges. I'm sure they made a mistake."

"Good luck with that," Skye said with a small smile. "Whining will definitely put you in their good graces for next year."

We high-fived each other as the Fairfield students skulk away. After a final round of applause, the ceremony concluded, and we left the theatre. As we left the auditorium, we saw a woman push through the mob and approach our group.

"Amy Jenkins! It's a privilege to meet you! Your performance as Miranda was electrifying. You and your Ferdinand both have that magnetic 'star' quality. You were riveting onstage."

"Thanks!" Rory said with surprise in his voice.

"I'm glad you liked us!" Amy replied, also with surprise in her voice.

"I'm a talent scout for LionsPeak Entertainment," the woman introduced herself. "I know many agencies will be interested in getting their hands on your star power, but the early bird gets the worm, so…"

I watched as the scout gave Rory and Amy a glossy business card.

"If you're interested in making the transition to the big screen, give me a ring."

"This is really happening!" I heard Amy say excitedly. "Yes! I will!"

"We're definitely interested," Rory answered happily.

"Great, we'll be in touch."

I watched the scout walk away, and I smiled, happy for Amy and Rory.

"Wow! Our first time being scouted!" Rory exclaimed as a man approached Ajay, who let out a nervous laugh.

"You may know me from my critical work for The Theorist's Review magazine," the man wearing a beige coat and a purple scarf introduced himself.

"It's my pleasure to meet you!" Ajay replied. "I've read your columns analyzing contemporary theatre religiously!"

"Would you be interested in doing an interview discussing your directorial approach to The Tempest? I'd love to have the privilege of sitting down and picking your brain."

"Of course, I'll give you my information," Ajay answered happily. "We can chat a bit now, if you like."

"Wonderful! I would also love to have a word with your two phenomenal romantic leads… and your Prospero!"

"Well, local ex-wizard, at your service!" I happily replied as we interviewed with the critic and continued to celebrate our victory.

Dad had told Mom and I to meet him in his hotel room, so that was the first place we went to the next day. We knocked on the door, and after a few moments, Wesley opened the door.

"Hi! Come in!" Wesley said excitedly as we entered the room.

"Oh, Karena! Diana! You're here!" Dad said excitedly as he gave Mom a hug and a kiss.

"So, we're dying to know," Grandma asked. "Who won Spotlite?"

"We did!" I screeched excitedly, and the whole room cheered! "We were all scouted and interviewed and everything!"

"The way you improvised during the blackout… who came up with that idea?" Grandpa asked.

"I did. I knew Amy and Rory had been acting since they were kids, and since Prospero was a wizard and the first scene was set during a storm, I figured improvisation would keep the audience on their toes."

"That was genius!" Wesley exclaimed. "There is no doubt that you won first place because of that."

"So, are we going to Paris or what?" Dad asked with a big smile on his face, and we all got ready to take the train to Paris.

"The countryside is beautiful," Grandma said as the train went along. "Are we still in England?"

"Yes, we're still in England," I answered, recognizing the landscapes from my first trip. "So, since we're leaving tomorrow, Dad, are you coming with us or do you have your separate plane?"

"Nope, we're all going to New York together," Dad answered with a wink. "Grandma and Grandpa really want to see you in your prom dress before you go to prom."

"I would have loved to bring my prom dress with me so that I could wear it on the Eiffel Tower," I said.

"Your grandma tells me your prom is on a boat this year," Grandpa said.

"It is! And it's masquerade-themed!"

"Did you get our decorations?" Grandma asked.

"Oh, I forgot! Yes, we did! Thank you for that! Our new student body president really enjoyed using them."

"I heard he had quite the story behind the scenes," Grandpa said. "He used the abandoned building at your school to promote a greenhouse?"

"Well, we tore the abandoned building and built a new greenhouse from the ground up," I explained. "He was thinking about himself at first but thought of the bigger picture on what would benefit everybody. He really is a selfless person."

"Diana, you are going to be a great and talented CEO when you take over," Grandma said, and I cringed at it. "Is everything alright?"

"I'm having second thoughts about it," I answered. "I'm flattered you want me to take over, Grandpa, I really am. But what if I don't have the correct skillset for the job?"

"From what your parents told me, Diana, you light up a room when you walk in it. You are incredibly smart like your dad and talented like your mom." He paused as Dad gave him a raised eyebrow. "Alright, you're as talented as your dad, too."

"Thank you!" Dad said after Grandpa acknowledged him.

"You are definitely a Robinson, Diana," Grandpa continued. "Even through your rough trials, you still keep moving forward and you grow. I can't imagine anyone else taking over Robinson Industries but you. I'm sure you'll do more research on it and know more about yourself the next two years."

The train crossed into France, and before we knew it, we arrived in Paris again.

"So, shall we go to the Eiffel Tower first?" Grandma asked. "Or is there something else?"

"Actually, yes there is," Mom answered. "Diana, follow me."

Confused, we followed Mom into a boutique store, which was the same one Amy and her friends went into, and we followed her to the counter.

"Bonjour, is the dress for Robinson ready?" Mom asked, and the man happily put a box on the counter.

"Magnifique! Cornelius Robinson! It's so nice to put a name to the face!"

"Merci, monsieur," Grandpa replied with a smile.

"I hope your granddaughter will enjoy my creation," the man said.

"Your creation?" I gasped. "Grandpa, what did you get me?"

"You'll find out later," Grandpa replied.

"No, no, monsieur!" the man said. "This is your granddaughter?"

"Si, monsieur."

"I must see her in my creation!" the man said.

"Who are you, exactly?" I asked.

"This is Lancelin," Mom explained. "Amy showed me her dress and where she got it from and I had to look around. I found a dress that is perfect for you. Go on, try it on! Your grandpa paid for it."

I went into the dressing room and opened the box to reveal a purple dress that instantly reminded me of Belle's dress. There were layers in the dress with some silver designs on the bottom, and there were butterflies on the dress. I came out of the dressing room and I heard a big gasp from Lancelin.

"You are just radiant, Diana!" Lancelin exclaimed, pronouncing my name with an 'e' sound instead of an 'i' sound.

"I know red is your color, but purple is great on you too," Wesley complimented me.

"It's just… so beautiful!" I said with a smile. "If I ever go to a wedding, I know the dress I'm going to wear!"

"Not just a wedding, Diana," Grandma said. "Whenever you come to Todayland for college, we hold balls at Robinson Industries. We've love to see you in that dress over there."

We happily walked out of the store and walked around Paris until we were ready to go into the Eiffel Tower. The wait was not as long this time as we got in the elevator to take us to the top.

"Well, I do have my camera with me if we want to do pictures," Grandpa said, and we were all eager to do so. All of us took selfies of ourselves with the view of Paris in the background as well as the tower. Then, a tourist offered to take a picture of all six of us with the view of Paris behind us, and Grandpa took pictures of me and my family. We ate dinner in a restaurant before we took the train back to London for the night.

"I don't want this trip to end," I said as I packed my suitcase.

"I don't think anyone wants the trip to end," Mom replied with a smile. "How did it feel for your dad and Wesley to show up?"

"I was surprised! Did you know about this?"

"I was surprised myself!" Mom replied. "Your dad planned this really well."

"Unless it was Grandma and Grandpa who planned it."

"That is possible. After all, you were the one who told them we were going to London."

"Alright, Mrs. Robinson, I'm all set!" Natalie said enthusiastically with her suitcase.

"Me too!" Sydney said. "It was so fun bunking with you girls!"

"Of course! We need to plan a sleepover or something so that we can relieve our adventures!"

"Will we all still see each other next year?" Natalie asked.

"I'm going to be a junior next year," I answered. "So of course!"

"We have one more year together," Sydney answered with a smile. "I'll be a senior. Oh, Diana! I've got some news from Mia."

"From Mia?" I asked with surprise. "What about?"

"She announced you and me as co-captains of the cheerleading squad!"

"Co-captains? Really?" I replied with excitement. "Alright, next year is gonna be awesome!"

"And then it looks like you get the spotlight your senior year!"

"I'm down for that!"

"Congratulations, you two."

We turned to see Skye with her suitcase, ready to go.

"Are you okay, Skye?"

"Oh yeah, I'm fine," she replied with a smile on her face. "I'm not at all jealous of you. I'm not the type to be a cheerleader."

"Skye, you be a cheerleader on your own standards," I told her, returning the smile, and then I remembered something. "If your parents were here in England, where was Brian?"

"My parents left Brian with our grandparents back home," Skye explained. "They didn't think Brian deserved such a luxury to go to London."

"At least they did something right," I replied. "I really am glad you are attempting to turn over a new leaf."

"Are we ready to go down?" Mom asked, and we all nodded as we left the hotel suite and went in the elevator. We got out at the same time as Amy and her roommates.

"Oh, fancy hotel robes, how I'll miss you," Amy said out loud, and I giggled.

"I'll miss all the late night girl talk with you guys!" Emma said with a smile on her face. "I'm so thankful we got to know each other better."

"It doesn't have to be the end," Maria replied. "We still go to school together."

"Maybe we can recreate the magic with a sleepover sometime!" Amy suggested.

"Diana!" Emma exclaimed as she ran over to give me a hug, and she looked over my shoulder to see my dad behind me. "Wilbur, it's so nice to see you!"

"It's nice to see you too, Emma," Dad replied, giving Emma a hug.

"Dad, Wesley, and my grandparents came all the way to London to see me," I explained. "That's going to be my favorite memory in this whole trip!"

"Was it a last minute decision?" Maria asked.

"Me and Wesley were last minute decisions," Dad explained. "My parents had wanted to go the entire time but still wanted to surprise Diana."

"Diana is so lucky to have the family she has," Maria replied with a smile.

"Not lucky," I corrected her. "Blessed. Well, let's hit the Underground!"

"Students, please start making your way outside!" Mr. Olson announced. "We leave for the airport in fifteen minutes."

"Rory, I need a favor," I heard Ajay ask. "I may have bought a book that won't fit in my backpack."

"I knew this day would come!" Rory answered gleefully. "Good thing I took too many suitcases now, huh?"

"Speaking of which, Diana," Dad said as he tapped me on the shoulder. "Do you still have room for this souvenir?"

"Souvenir?" I asked with surprise. "You have like, five of them!"

"Hey now! One's a present for Wesley!"

"I get an early birthday present?" Wesley asked, overhearing the conversation.

"Uh-oh."

"No, Wesley, you don't get this until your birthday," Dad answered sternly. "Diana, quick. Hide these."

I quickly unzipped my suitcase and snuck Dad's presents in it before Wesley could see it.

"Aww, I wanted to see it," Wesley pouted quietly.

"Ten minutes until we leave!" Mr. Olson announced.

"Thanks, ten!" Clint answered. Huh?

"Clint, that's only for curtain time, not train times!" Natalie exclaimed, and the ten minutes flew by before we went to the Underground to take the subway to the airport. By the time we got to the airport, it was pouring cats and dogs!

"Don't worry, we came prepared!" Dad announced, handing every student a jacket.

"Thank you, Mr. Robinson!" We all yelled as we ran into the rain with our jackets on and eventually ran inside.

"I'm not ready to say goodbye to London!" Amy cried.

"Neither am I, but we stayed until the last possible minute," Ajay explained. "We'll only have a couple hours to get ready for prom after we land."

"Definitely not an issue in my book," Erin replied happily. "Oh, you're late for prom, they might say? Heck yeah we are, we got tied up in Europe."

"Yeah! Maybe we can start getting ready on the plane," Amy suggested. "For the next few hours, the bathroom will be occupied!"

"Stay in there for too long and the flight attendants will think you have diarrhea," Adam teased.

"Attention, passengers of flight 2501 to New York City! Due to weather conditions, your flight has been delayed indefinitely. Our new departure time is unknown, as we do not know how long the storm will last. Thank you for your cooperation."

"No!" I exclaimed sadly.

"Unknown?" Amy asked with shock. "If we don't leave soon, we're gonna miss prom!"

"Look at the TV over there!" Erin yelled out, pointing to the television. "The freak storm is breaking news."

"This is a live look outside as a severe storm of unprecedented strength hits Greater London!" The lady reporter said as a gale of wind threatened to blow her umbrella out of her grasp. "All flights out of the area have been grounded for safety reasons, stranding an untold number of passengers in airports."

"This must be the same weather front that caused the blackout during our performance," Ajay said with a look of sadness.

"We're airport-wrecked," Emma replied. "Just like in The Tempest."

"If this storm is by your art, my dearest father, allay it!" Amy cried in character as everyone turned to look accusingly at me.

"It wasn't me this time, I swear!" I cried, holding my hands up in the air.

"All lost!" Natalie cried in character. "To prayers, to prayers, all lost!"

"If this lasts more than a few hours, we'll miss prom tonight!" Adam cried with some panic. "Even with the time difference on our side. It's killing me not being able to see if the decorations and catering are coming together all right."

"If we miss prom, it'll be a disaster!" Amy cried dramatically. "How long could it possibly take? Like, ten hours?"

"Don't even think about it!" Ajay replied with shock in his voice. "You drowning would be even more of a disaster!"

"There should be a 'dangerous' flight option where the pilot is allowed to fly faster and more recklessly," Graham suggested, and I gave him a flat expression. "That way, truly desperate passengers can make it to their destinations in an emergency."

"Are you hearing yourself right now?" I asked with some anger in my voice. "That is how people get killed!"

"I'm with Diana," Ajay replied. "What kind of pilot would agree to do that?"

"We might as well make the best of the situation," Skye suggested. "It's not like moping around at the gate will make the rain stop falling."

"You're right," Rory answered with his game face on. "We're going to distract ourselves even if it kills us! Let's go on an airport mall shopping spree!"

I went with Maria and Emma to a store to try different perfumes, and we each ended up buying a bottle. It was one way for us to prepare for prom. We also got a couple t-shirts to tell people that we went to London, and then we separated to get lunch since we were unsure when our plane would take off. Emma and Maria had gotten cheeseburgers while I got spaghetti, and Caleb, Michael, and Aiden eventually joined us.

"I'm in the mood for some truth or dare," Michael said with a smirk as he sat down in between Caleb and Maria.

"That sounds like a fun way to pass the time," I replied with a smile, and then I saw Amy with a plate of spaghetti, looking for somewhere to sit. I decided to wave her over. "Amy, over here!"

"Come join us!" Aiden happily suggested as Amy made her way over. "We were just about to begin a game of Truth or Dare."

"I'm choking down the rest of my burger really quick so it can't be used for any dares!" Emma said excitedly, eating her hamburger in a hurry.

"That's a next-level tactical maneuver," Amy replied with uncertainty in her voice.

"You in, Amy?" Michael asked. "Learning all your deepest, darkest secrets would make a great distraction from the natural disaster stranding us here."

"Hi everyone, I'm in!" Amy replied with a smile on her face. "Let's play Truth or Dare! Why not? I've got nothing to hide."

"I like the confidence," Michael replied. "Though you may come to regret those words."

"This could be my chance at redemption!" Maria said with realization. "I've been stockpiling ridiculous dare ideas since you all made a fool of me last time we played."

"Amy, you should go first," Emma suggested. "In honor of you wanting to do this."

"If you insist! My first victim will be… Diana. Diana, pick your poison."

"Well, alright. Easy. Dare."

"I dare you to juggle three items of our choosing!" Amy said with a smirk on her face.

"I can't believe my own child is putting me through this," I replied, returning the smirk.

"The musical's already over! I'm not your daughter anymore."

"Nonsense! Plays may end, but parenthood is forever," I replied.

"I second that notion!" I heard my dad say, tables away from me.

"How can you hear me?" I yelled back, and my dad laughed in reply.

"Here, Diana, take this," I heard Michael say, and I felt something in my left hand. I raised my eyebrow at him when I saw it was one of his sneakers.

"Michael, you have huge shoes!" I said with some anguish. "This is, like, practically a clown shoe."

"I'll donate my travel neck pillow," Emma said, putting her travel pillow in my right hand.

"How about this plastic spork?" Caleb suggested, and I gave him a look of disbelief.

"The spork looks particularly unaerodynamic," I replied, my look of disbelief changing into a smirk. "Well, here goes nothing."

I launched the three odd objects and tried to juggle them, but I dropped Michael's shoe, which made a loud noise that startled other tourists.

"Whoops! This is harder than I thought."

"You can't do it all, Diana," I heard Dad say tables away from me.

"Go hug a landmine, Dad!" I shot back with sarcasm, and then I turned to Amy. "You are the worst child ever! Embarrassing your father like this—"

"You asked for it, Mother," Amy said with a smirk as I grabbed Michael's shoe and sat back down, giving the shoe back to him.

"It's my turn next," Maria said. "Emma, truth or dare?"

"Um… dare!"

"Even after I said I did my research this time?" Maria asked, now putting a smirk on her face. "Feeling bold today, are you?"

"Shoot, I forgot about that," Emma replied sheepishly. "Don't make me regret this!"

"I dare you to text Sydney thanking her for her costume work… using only your nose."

"Oh geez, this should be fun to watch," I said with an evil grin and rubbing my hands together. "I hope your nose is very pointy and precise, Emma."

I watched as Emma opened her text app and carefully pressed her nose on the screen.

"Oh no! This is terrible!" Emma cried.

"I'm sure Sydney will understand," Caleb said with assurance. "Send it!"

We all crowded around Emma as she sent the text, curious about how the text went out.

EmmaHawkins77: Thrfankdbnyvuhj foirtg you78r beaUTIFULO BCOSTUIME WERORKL,;

SydneyKym27: ? Emma?

SydneyKym27: Emma hello?

SydneyKym27: Are you malfunctioning?

"Are you malfunctioning, oh my gosh!" I read and burst into laughter as Emma let out a wail.

"Thankuhshu foir your beautifulo buh-costuime weork," Michael attempted to read the warbled text, and I couldn't stop laughing at that point.

"That was a good one, Maria," I cried with laughter.

"Noooo! Don't remind me what I typed!" Emma cried.

"What Sydney thinks of you now, only heaven nose," I replied, still crying with laughter.

"I believe it's your turn again, Amy," Aiden said.

"I've been waiting for this!" Amy replied with a smirk. "Maria, truth or dare?"

"I'll pick truth. I've learned my lesson."

"Maria, would you rather give up bathing for a month or the internet for a month?"

"Both of these are unacceptable!" Maria exclaimed, and I smiled at Amy. "But if I really had to choose, I'd rather forgo the bathing. I need internet access to do assignments, check my email, and other important things."

"True as that may be, I will stay a solid five feet away from you for the duration of that month," Aiden warned her.

"I wouldn't blame you for it," Maria replied. "I'd probably smell atrocious. Giving up bathing would ruin my reputation but giving up the internet would ruin my life."

"Well said," Amy commended her.

"It's time for me to pick a victim," Michael said with a smirk. "Amy, truth or dare?"

"I pick truth. Do your worst!"

"If you became invisible right now, what would you do?"

"I'd make Ajay believe in ghosts by picking things up in front of him," Amy answered, and I let out a bold laugh. "I'd grab a soda can and wave it around in the air while making spooky noises."

"I would pass out cold if you did that to me!" Maria cried in shock.

"Really? Maybe I should grab Ajay on the arm and say, 'Don't worry, it's me!' before he panics, then."

"Amy, I think that would make things even worse," Caleb replied.

"Yeah, that would ruin the whole thing," I chimed in before putting a hand on her shoulder. "Last turn. Amy, you should get this one."

"Me? You're all too nice to me. Caleb, truth or dare?"

"Let's go with truth," Caleb answered with a smile.

"All right. Caleb, who do you think is the worst dressed person at the table?"

"No matter who I choose, I'm going to offend someone!" Caleb teased.

"Yup, you're doomed."

"No pressure, though," I assured him.

I watched as Caleb took a long look at everybody at the table as we sat a little straighter. Then, he gave his answer.

"Just judging by what you're wearing right now, I have to say… Michael."

"Seriously? The plain black tee is a wardrobe staple!" Michael complained.

"All I'm saying is that you can do better!" Caleb explained in the nicest way possible. "And the same applies to Diana, since you're basically wearing the same thing."

"I have way flashier outfits in my closet at home, I swear!" I cried, looking down to see I was just wearing a plain black t-shirt.

"Like that lightning bolt shirt you're always wearing?" Amy asked with a smirk. "Did Caleb give it to you?"

"No, that shirt used to be my dad's," I explained. "He gave me his shirt for my birthday one year."

"Wait, hold on," Michael interrupted. "Your dad just gave you one of his shirts?"

"Yeah. Every time I wear it, I feel that he is with me, even if I'm alone. It gave my dad confidence, so it gives me confidence too."

"Oh, I see Ajay and the others coming our way," Maria said, and Amy turned around to see her friends walking towards us.

"Thanks for keeping me company, guys!" Amy said happily. "That was fun."

"Thank you!" Emma replied. "It let me finish my burger at a leisurely pace."

"We'll have to do this again sometime," I recommended. "See you at the gate, Amy."

Amy went back to her friends as me and my friends returned to the terminal. Unfortunately, the status of our flight remained unchanged.

"Hey, Diana, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Emma, what is it?" I replied.

"What topic could you give a twenty minute presentation on without any preparation?"

"Time travel, no doubt," I answered. "I've gone on a few missions with my dad, and he talks about travelling through time a lot, mostly about what the disadvantages of time travel are."

"Thanks!" Emma replied.

"What's the occasion?" I asked with curiosity.

"It's a section I'm doing for the yearbook," Emma explained as she spoke to some other students.

"Still delayed indefinitely," I heard Amy say with sadness.

"Not surprising, seeing the hurricane-speed winds tipping over luggage carts out on the tarmac," Ajay replied.

"Skye, stop the rain," Rory requested.

"What, just because of my name?"

"No, because you know witchcraft."

"Wait, she does?" I thought out loud, whipping my head toward Skye.

"Sadly, rain dances are outside my area of expertise," Skye explained.

"Guess there's nothing we can do but wait," Amy concluded, taking a seat, and the others followed suit. I sat next to Caleb, who sat in silence and started to rub my shoulder as he held me.

"Amy, I have a question for you," I heard Emma say.

"Okay, I'm slightly scared, but shoot," Amy replied uneasily.

"What topic could you give a twenty minute presentation on without any preparation?"

"Wait a minute, she asked me that earlier," I said quietly.

"I could go on for days about The Tempest," Amy explained. "I can probably recite the entire play from memory now, especially Rory and Diana's lines."

"Oh, lord, same," Rory replied. "My husband, then?"

"I could write a whole essay on Miranda's character and motivations, too."

"Got it! Thanks for the response," Emma replied with a smile, typing in Amy's answer on her laptop.

"Why do you ask, Emma?" Amy asked. "Please tell me we're not passing the time now by giving impromptu presentations."

"I'm interviewing everyone for the yearbook!" Emma explained. "I'm on the yearbook staff this quarter, and I figured I could get some work done since we're stuck here."

"Oh, so that's what that was," Adam said in realization. "Emma asked me that question earlier, too."

"And you just answered it without wondering why?" Skye asked.

"I thought she was just in a random mood."

"Your classmates had good answers for other random questions, too!" Emma explained happily. "It was tough choosing which ones to feature. Though you, Ajay, Rory, and Skye all got little bios in the drama section."

"We do?" Amy asked in shock. "Any juicy secrets in there?"

"Hmm… I have a top-secret draft of the yearbook here on my laptop for my eyes only," Emma explained. "But I might be convinced to let you take a peek."

"Nah, it's alright," Amy answered. "I can wait to see when the actual yearbook comes out."

"I suppose patience is a virtue. The page layouts and everything will look a ton more polished by then. Excuse me, I gotta ask Aiden a question now."

"Go for it," Ajay replied as Emma got up and walked up to Aiden.

"I bet our classmates at home are having a blast right now," I heard Amy say with sadness and hope in her voice. "They must be hanging out and prepping with cucumbers on their eyes."

"Only in movies, Amy," I replied as Ajay held her in his arms and the sky lit up with lightning.

"It's still showing no sign of letting up," Ajay replied. "We need to take off in an hour if we don't wanna be late for prom."

"Forget arriving on time," Amy said, no longer having hope in her voice. "We're probably missing prom entirely. Man, I was looking forward to taking silly photobooth pictures with you. And T-posing at the bow together like the stars of Titanic."

"I'm pretty sure only one of them was T-posing," Ajay replied.

"I call dibs. Or, well, I would've called dibs if there was any hope we were getting there."

"I just realized, how are you going to get ready for prom?" Caleb asked me, bringing me back to life with him. "You probably need a few hours to get ready."

"My mom's doing my hair on the plane," I explained. "But I might take a nap while she does my hair. After that, it's just doing my makeup and putting the dress on."

"What does your dress look like?" Caleb asked with a smile on his face. "Are you wearing the same thing you did last year?"

"No, I'm not. It's red this year."

"You really like the color red!"

"Well hey, red will always be in style," I explained. "Especially for someone like me."

"Sure, Snow White."

"Amy, I love you."

Caleb and I turned toward Ajay and Amy as the former confessed his love to his girlfriend.

"I love you, too!" Amy replied with a big smile on her face. "I love you, Ajay!"

"Yes! Oh, thank goodness. I was a little nervous to drop the L-bomb. I almost let it slip a few times over the trip."

"You, nervous? You didn't need to be. Even if you accidentally said it, I would've been happy. I love you, I love you, I love you!"

"I love you too, Amy," Ajay replied happily. "More than words can express."

"If you're having trouble expressing your love, show me without words. Like… with your actions!"

"With my actions? Can you be a little more specific?"

As I watched Ajay squeezing Amy's hand and pulling her in for a kiss, I felt a kiss on my forehead. I looked up at my boyfriend of 15 months, and we pulled in for a kiss.

"Ouch!"

We opened our eyes and turned to see a stranger wincing right next to Ajay.

"My bad!" Ajay said, and Caleb and I chuckled.

"Remember when you confessed your love to me?" I asked.

"It was on last year's prom," Caleb answered. "You made me the happiest guy in the room that night."

"Do I still make you the happiest guy in the room?"

"Always, Snow White."

"Amy, look outside!" Ajay exclaimed.

"Huh? What is it?" Amy asked as we all looked outside… to see the sun shining through!

"The rain's stopped!" Natalie exclaimed.

"Attention, all passengers on flight 2501. Please report to Gate 24 for boarding."

"We can fly home now!" Amy yelled excitedly. "Ajay, our love cleared the skies! This is the cheesiest turn of events mankind has ever witnessed!"

"Well, I'm not complaining," Ajay replied as we all walked to the gate. "Prom, here we come!"