"Ella, are you almost done?!" I groaned.

We've been packing since last night, she's on her fifth bag of 'perfection' and we're only going to be gone for a week.

"Yeah, I just need to zip this thing," Ella said, jumping on top of her suitcase in attempts to close it.

"Ella, our planes leave in like..two hours, we've got a forty minute ride over to the air port which doesn't give us much time. Why did we not leave earlier?" Caitlyn asked, stacking her bags by the door.

"Because, our plane leaves at seven, and we've been up since four. Be lucky I haven't bit your head off yet," I said.

"Right. So as I was saying, Shane's dad is driving us to the airport. So that means no techno...Ella," I laughed, "Don't laugh Mitchie, no rock either," Caitlyn finished.

I rolled my eyes and fished my CDs out of my bag.

"Okay. I'm done," Ella announced.

"That's great. Finally, but why do you have five bags?" I asked.

"Because Michelle, we are going to France. Where sexy French boys reside, and I must looks perfect," she explained.

"Well, that does make sense. Except the part where you sit next to Jason on the plane," I said, spreading out the plane tickets and using them to fan myself.

"I love you," Ella chirped.

"Oh, I know," I said slyly.

"I know that face Mitchie. What do you want?" Ella asked.

"You're red silk blouse," I said.

"Dry clean it after your done and it's yours,"

"Deal," I laughed.

"If I could interrupt you girls, we have a flight to catch. So get on your feet and let's rock," Caitlyn said.

I rolled my eyes, Caitlyn really needed to chillax more often. One day, I'm going to take that little organizer of hers and pull a Naomi Campbell and through it at her head. Nah..I love her.

I slung my carry on over my shoulder and grabbing my other luggage.

"Okay, so we are supposed to meet the guys at the gate in ten minutes," I said, stuffing my phone into my pocket.

I was excited. Going to France, seeing my parents again...going with Shane and my friends. Okay, I'm beyond excited. Like, I'm about to throw up or something. Well, not really but kinda sorta.

Without noticing, the girls and I had already left Engler building. Must be what I get for being so absent minded. Mind..oh..no..I still hadn't told my dad about bringing everyone with me. Oh boy. Boys, I'm in so much trouble.

"Mitch..are you okay?" Ella asked.

I pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind, "Yeah, never better," I mumbled.

I waved when I spotted the guys at the gate. Why did we have a giant gate surrounding the school. We exchanged out hellos and good mornings but something, now something caught my eyes. Sure, everyone hugs, but since when do Nate and Caitlyn kiss on the cheek. They separated and I caught Caitlyn's attention, giving her a wink. She blushed furiously.

"You guys ready?" I asked, "A week in beautiful France,"

Shane laughed. You know, that one laugh that makes you all giggly inside.

"It's going to be great," he said.

A black SUV pulled up next to us, and I knew instantly it was Dean Gray. The guys, being the gentleman that they are put out bags in the vehicle, while we climbed in.

"Nice to see you again, girls," Mr. Gray greeted.

"Likewise," I smiled.

The guys got in and we exited school ground. To my surprise, the ride wasn't awkward. Filled with some light conversation, Shane's dad telling embarrassing stories about Shane. Seemed like I was no longer the troublesome student, but Shane's troublesome friend. I pretty much wouldn't have it any other way.

Mr. Gray, who insisted that we call him Jonathan, pulled over. I hadn't even noticed we'd made it into the city. The guys got the luggage and put it on a cart. We said out goodbyes to Jonathan and made out way into the airport.

After luggage check and Jason having to be frisked. We were ready to get on the plane.

"Flight four-oh-nine is now boarding," the P.A. System announced.

Suddenly, I felt an arm snake around my shoulders. I looked over and smiled when I saw it was Shane.

"You seem nervous, relax. It's going to be tons of fun," he said, squeezing me a bit.

I nodded, "Going to be so much fun," I said, And having you here makes it so much better.

So yes, an update after a million years. So yes, it's sucks horribly and it's a filler. Sorry about that. Review?