Well hello again my beautiful people! I'm really hoping you like my story so far. Please tell me what you think. What should I change? It's up to you guys. Now, I give you chapter two!

Disclaimer: I'm a fourteen-year-old girl. Do I seem like Dan Schneider?

iTrip

Chapter Two

While in Flight

Carly's POV

"Now what should I wear?"

"Why does it matter?" my blonde-headed friend asked me. "We're gonna be on a plane."

Apparently she didn't get this stuff. I rolled my eyes, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Sam, it's important to make a good first impression."

"Yeah whatever. I say that one," she said, pointing to one of the many outfits strewn on my bed. I smiled nodding my head. I picked out some jean shorts, a red tank top, a red flower clip, and some black high-tops for Sam to put on. She took everything but the flower clip and changed in the bathroom. While she did, I changed into a blue sundress and black flats, pushing my bang back with a silver headband. Once Sam emerged from the bathroom, I ordered her to sit in the floor. I planned to tame her unruly curls by braiding her hair. Twisting strand after strand, I began to hum Round and Round by Selena Gomez.

"Stop humming," Sam ordered.

"Sorry. I was just thinking. Do you think I'll find a cute boy in Florida?"

Sam chuckled. "Of course you will. You're Carly Shay, the prettiest girl in the world. Guys'll be swarming around you." I sensed a bit of jealousy in her voice, so I said,

"Thanks. I'm sure you'll find someone too. In fact," I clipped the red flower clip at the top of her braid, "I'm gonna make sure you find a great guy."

"Try all you want, Shay. I don't think you'll succeed." Sam never really had much confidence when it came to guys, and it killed me. I wished that she'd believe in herself every once in awhile. I mean sure I got a lot of guys, but she was just as pretty. Once you got past all the rudeness, she was a pretty great girl. I didn't bother telling her this, though, because I knew she'd just shrug it off. I stood up, inspecting her. I smiled, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"You look great, Sam." I smiled. I saw a trace of a smile begin to form, but then Freddie walked in and it disappeared.

"Hey girls. All done packing?"

"Yeah," I answered. "I just need to grab my curling iron."

"You need a curling iron," Sam almost scoffed.

"Remember how we talked about first impressions? They're important. Sometimes, curly hair is important for that.

"Like you need anything to make you look good," I swore I heard Sam whisper. I shrugged it off, thinking I was hearing things. I went to grab my curling iron.

I shivered as we stood outside the plane with our carry-on bags. It may be warm in Florida, but a Seattle Spring Break was quite chilly and rainy. I could tell Sam was shivering even though she was trying to hide it. Spencer gave me his jacket to borrow, and I silently thanked him, wrapping the coat around my frozen limbs. The jacket instantly warmed me. That was one good thing about Spencer. I could always count on him to be warm and cozy. Glancing to my left, I could see Freddie peeling off his jacket as well. He came up behind Sam and wrapped it around her shoulders. I could tell she really didn't want to be felt sorry for, but she took the jacket without a word, burying herself in it. Instead of saying thank you, Sam flicked Freddie in the ear. He merely flinched, trying to brush it off.

The line began moving, and the four of us boarded the plane. We found our seats, Spencer by the window, then me, then Sam, and finally Freddie. This seating arrangement would definitely end in us getting kicked off the plane, so I switched place with Sam. She seemed to be happy about this, and Freddie released a sigh of relief.

We buckled our seatbelts, and the plane finally took off. Sam instantly fell asleep. Of course. I chuckled at that fact and put my headphones on, close my eyes as well. We had a good five hours before we would land in Destin. I decided I'd get some beauty sleep in.

Maybe two hours later, I opened my eyes to find Spencer asleep along with Sam. I looked to my left to find Freddie staring off into space. No earbuds in, no laptop in front of his face. He stared at the front of the plane with a blank expression. I tried snapping in front of his face, and he shook his head then turned to me.

"What?"

"What were you thinking about?"

"Nothing in particular. Why?"

"No reason."

I started to replace my earbuds, but I caught Freddie sigh in relief. "I saw that!" I said, pointing at him.

"Saw what?" he asked nervously.

"I saw you sigh in relief."

"I didn't sigh in relief."

"You're such a bad liar."

"I'm not lying."

"See? You're proving my point right now. What were you thinking about, Freddie?"

"I already told you. Nothing in particular. Why's it such a big deal?"

"It's not. I was just wondering."

"If it's not a big deal, then why do you keep asking me about it?"

"'Cause I'm curious. That's all."

"Well I wasn't really thinking about anything, so I don't think it'd be very interesting for me to tell you about what I was thinking."

"Okay. Fine. Be that way." I faced forward once again, putting my earbuds back in and drifting off.

Voila! There's chapter two. Don't forget to review. Reviews make me happy. =)