Author's Notes: I hope that I've sparked your interest with the prologue.
Here is Part Two where Jack and Eric are introduced... Rach is here too...
Whatever, the three are in a cab to the airport.
Prologue Part Two
"I don't see why you dragged me to the airport." Rachel slumps between Eric and Jack in the stuffy back seat of the taxi. "Is it so that I would end up with the bill? Damn, you guys are good." She punches both young men playfully in the elbows.
"Ouch. No, Rachel, we need you to drive my dad's car back to the house becuase Cory and Shawn couldn't fit all of their bags into a cab." Eric rubs his arm, grimacing sarcastically. "You punch hard, woman."
"Damn straight!" She jokes resting her head on Jack's shoulder. Jack and Eric both inwardly chuckle at her choice of words.
"So, uh," Jack clears his throat, "Is it alright with you to take back the car? Sorry we didn't tell you sooner, but I thought that Eric had already spoken to you about it."
"Oh please, guys, I'm already here. Of course I'll take back the car. It's a beauty anyways. I can scope out some hotties on the way home, too! Woo-hoo." Laughing, Rachel turns her head slightly in Eric's direction. "So, Eric, are you gonna call me or what?"
"Huh?" Eric snaps out of his daydream (something about Jack and tanning oil on a deserted beach at sunset). "What do you mean?"
"Well, you guys are going to need a ride home right? After your flight back from Cali? I just don't want you forgetting something that important." Rachel scrunches her eyebrows and worries about Eric. Lately, his mind has been off in the clouds.
"Oh, yeah, sure." Eric nods. 'Well sorry if I keep forgetting things! It IS the summer, and I've had a lot on my mind. Like my roommate, and for once it's not you. So deal with it!' Rolling his eyes, Eric turns back to looking out the window. The taxi pulls into the drop off station with a loud screech. 'Thank god I didn't have the guts to say that aloud.'
The roommates hop out of the crowded cab and bid their farewells spotting Cory and Shawn waiting just inside the electric sliding doors.
"Well, I guess that's it," Rachel hugs both of her exboyfriends. "I'll see you guys in August. Oh! But if you decide to come back earlier, call me at my parents' house, they want me to spend some time back home this summer, kay?"
"Okay, Rach, we'll call you if anything comes up," Jack smiles as Rachel climbs into the driver's seat of the convertible and drives down the ramp to the highway. "It's just me and you, kid," he says to his best friend.
"Don't call me kid." Eric mumbles pushing their cart of luggage into the airport. Jack frows as he hears what he thinks is a bit of resentment or hurt in Eric's voice. Eric then decides that he won't talk until he figures a few things out. Like why it hurt so much to be called 'kid'. Or maybe just why it hurt so much coming from Jack.
"So, Cor, Shawn, ready to go?" Jack greets his little brother and Eric's.
"Yup!" Cory rubs his hands together in excitement. "Our terminal is the third one on the left. Uh, I can't wait to get to Santa Carla. California, here we come!" Jack slings his right arm over Cory's shoulder and leads Shawn and Eric who are burdened with the luggage carts.
"Hey, Cor," Jack leans down to Cory's ear as they're walking a good few yards ahead of their brothers.
"What's up?" Cory whispers back jokingly, not understanding why they were whispering. It was hard enough to hear in the noisy airport.
"Can I sit with you on the plane... I have a few things that I want to ask you."
"Me? What would you need to ask me?" Cory's nerves start acting up as he runs through the possible scenarios. 'Oh, shit, he knows that I'm curious about Shawn. Oh god, what if he told Eric? Is that why Eric isn't talking to me? Shit!'
"Well... it's about Eric..."
Prologue Part Two
"I don't see why you dragged me to the airport." Rachel slumps between Eric and Jack in the stuffy back seat of the taxi. "Is it so that I would end up with the bill? Damn, you guys are good." She punches both young men playfully in the elbows.
"Ouch. No, Rachel, we need you to drive my dad's car back to the house becuase Cory and Shawn couldn't fit all of their bags into a cab." Eric rubs his arm, grimacing sarcastically. "You punch hard, woman."
"Damn straight!" She jokes resting her head on Jack's shoulder. Jack and Eric both inwardly chuckle at her choice of words.
"So, uh," Jack clears his throat, "Is it alright with you to take back the car? Sorry we didn't tell you sooner, but I thought that Eric had already spoken to you about it."
"Oh please, guys, I'm already here. Of course I'll take back the car. It's a beauty anyways. I can scope out some hotties on the way home, too! Woo-hoo." Laughing, Rachel turns her head slightly in Eric's direction. "So, Eric, are you gonna call me or what?"
"Huh?" Eric snaps out of his daydream (something about Jack and tanning oil on a deserted beach at sunset). "What do you mean?"
"Well, you guys are going to need a ride home right? After your flight back from Cali? I just don't want you forgetting something that important." Rachel scrunches her eyebrows and worries about Eric. Lately, his mind has been off in the clouds.
"Oh, yeah, sure." Eric nods. 'Well sorry if I keep forgetting things! It IS the summer, and I've had a lot on my mind. Like my roommate, and for once it's not you. So deal with it!' Rolling his eyes, Eric turns back to looking out the window. The taxi pulls into the drop off station with a loud screech. 'Thank god I didn't have the guts to say that aloud.'
The roommates hop out of the crowded cab and bid their farewells spotting Cory and Shawn waiting just inside the electric sliding doors.
"Well, I guess that's it," Rachel hugs both of her exboyfriends. "I'll see you guys in August. Oh! But if you decide to come back earlier, call me at my parents' house, they want me to spend some time back home this summer, kay?"
"Okay, Rach, we'll call you if anything comes up," Jack smiles as Rachel climbs into the driver's seat of the convertible and drives down the ramp to the highway. "It's just me and you, kid," he says to his best friend.
"Don't call me kid." Eric mumbles pushing their cart of luggage into the airport. Jack frows as he hears what he thinks is a bit of resentment or hurt in Eric's voice. Eric then decides that he won't talk until he figures a few things out. Like why it hurt so much to be called 'kid'. Or maybe just why it hurt so much coming from Jack.
"So, Cor, Shawn, ready to go?" Jack greets his little brother and Eric's.
"Yup!" Cory rubs his hands together in excitement. "Our terminal is the third one on the left. Uh, I can't wait to get to Santa Carla. California, here we come!" Jack slings his right arm over Cory's shoulder and leads Shawn and Eric who are burdened with the luggage carts.
"Hey, Cor," Jack leans down to Cory's ear as they're walking a good few yards ahead of their brothers.
"What's up?" Cory whispers back jokingly, not understanding why they were whispering. It was hard enough to hear in the noisy airport.
"Can I sit with you on the plane... I have a few things that I want to ask you."
"Me? What would you need to ask me?" Cory's nerves start acting up as he runs through the possible scenarios. 'Oh, shit, he knows that I'm curious about Shawn. Oh god, what if he told Eric? Is that why Eric isn't talking to me? Shit!'
"Well... it's about Eric..."