Chapter 5-

The early morning sun beamed through Summer's window creating a perfect stripe of yellow against her purple wall. Summer sat up in her bed squinting to keep the light out of her eyes but it wasn't working. She looked at the clock on her bedside table; 7:35, she had just enough time to eat breakfast and get to the airport to meet her class at check-in time.

"Honey," Her mother's sweet whispering voice said from right outside her room. "Are you awake yet?" Summer stood up and slipped into her fluffy slippers.

"Yes," She answered groggily as she rummaged through her drawers for clean clothes. She was so happy that they got to wear their own cloths during the trip and not her blue uniform. Summer picked out a pair of jeans and a plain white t-shirt; she still thought it was very important to follow dress code. As soon as she was dressed and her hair was brushed Summer grabbed her bag and trotted down the stairs for breakfast. Her mother made her favorite; French toast and Hash browns. Summer ate the food as fast as she could, her mother laughing at the sight the whole time.

The airport seemed so empty, the only people there, besides Summer's eighth grade class, were people in business suits that looked very important.

"Mom," Summer said as they reached Gate 46b, the gate where Summers class was meeting. "I love you." Summer gave her mother a huge hug and a wet kiss.

"I love you too, call me right when you get there." Summer nodded and went to the couches to sit next to Katie.

"Hey Katie," She said, watching her mother walk away. Katie smiled and took off her head phones.

"Hey," she answered. "I'm so excited!" Katie then squealed.

"Yeah, uh me too," Summer said blankly. She couldn't focus on the conversation, she was looking for Freddy. He was not on one of the couches or flirting with a cheerleader or even one of the many immature boys playing on the moving sidewalk, she could not find him anywhere. "Hey Posh, where's Spazzy?" Katie looked around and then pointed to the gate entrance. Summer looked at his eyes, they were so beautiful, she could stare at them all day. It was like when she looked into his eyes she saw who he truly was, not a flirty jack-ass but a sweet 14 year old boy who was really still just a child. Summer's wonderful dream quickly became a nightmare when she saw who was standing next to him; it was Ashley. The girl whom, at the time, Summer wanted to kill. Why's he here with Ashley? Summer asked herself. Freddy saw Summer and walked over to her, he had read a few more pages in her diary and found out that she did indeed like him and Freddy decided that he was going to get her to go out with him.

"Hey Freddy," Summer said not realizing that she was batting her eyelashes.

"Hey Sum," Freddy replied noticing a tiny twinkle in her eye. "So uh, what seat do you got?" Summer took her ticket out of her carry-on bag and showed him. Freddy compared the two pieces of paper and become aware of the fact that they would be sitting next to each other. Yes! He thought Six hours sitting next to Summer, could this get any better? Freddy smiled at Summer and told her about their wonderful seating arrangement.

"Flight 209 to Santa Cruz boarding." Freddy stood up and lent his hand to help Summer up as well, and they took their seats on the plane.

"Summer, I have to tell you something," Freddy said about two hours into the flight. Summer had been engrossed in the book she was reading for the whole flight and Freddy thought that it was time talk to her.

"Okay, go ahead tell me." Summer marked her place in the book with a napkin that the sturdiest had given her earlier and placed it back in her backpack.

"Uh… Summer, I kinda well," Freddy was normally good at this, why couldn't he tell Summer that he liked her?

"Out with it Spaz," Summer coached. Freddy decided to go for it; she liked him, what could go wrong?

"I-I like you," Summer stared in amazement. She was so happy, he liked her! Suddenly Freddy and Summer's attention was diverted to a winking Ashley a few rows ahead, Summer frowned.

"Well I like you too, but what about Ashley?" Freddy pretended to be surprised at hearing that she liked him.

"What about her?" Summer smiled and leaned back in her chair. She wasn't sure what had just happened, were they going out. She didn't really care if they weren't all she cared about was him. "Wanna listen?" Freddy offered her one side of the headphones of his ipod. Summer nodded and rested her head on his shoulder. The song he put on was one of Summer's favorites, In my life by The Beatles, and she knew Freddy wouldn't listen to something this slow or sweet without a reason, and Summer loved to be the reason. Summer beamed and looked up into Freddy's eyes.

AN: Yah Cheesy, I know but if you've got a problem with cheesy than don't read my writing. Lol jk luv ya all REVIEW