WOO HOO! I found out my classmates today! It was half a day. The teacher looks awesome. I got Hold On Til The Night yesterday from for 6.00! Here's your 3rd chapter, as promised. If you're going to alert or fav, please add a review with each one PLEASE! If people don't start giving me reviews I'm gonna stop!
Allison
"That's the one," Greyson said. I held out a All Time Low t-shirt. It matched perfectly with my purple and blue hair feathers. I threw it in the suitcase and zipped it up.
"Can you wrap my laptop cord for me?" I asked. Greyson nodded. He flipped his hair as I handed him the cord and he wrapped it, then put it in the laptop bag. "Thanks." He smiled. Most girls, if they had any sense, would just fall in love with that smile. But I didn't, because I was used to it. He's honestly like a giant teddy bear. He's there when you need him and he's made completely made of stuffing.
Yeah, that was a bad metaphor. Whatever.
Anyways, we went to the airport three hours later. We had to wait an extra forty-five minutes until the flight got in. "Really?" Greyson asked, putting my ipod down. "All you have on here, is, like, alternative stuff. No Harry Potter?" I pulled out the earphone and paused the music video. Alex Gaskarth froze in the video, the title appearing over his head.
"Would you rather I scheduled a nail appointment or would you rather stop complaining?" I said.
You see, I can punish Greyson, but he can't really punish me. Because I can make him go with me to get my hair cut or watch a chick flick (yes, he's quite gullible), but I can do anything that a guy would do, so it's not really fair. I love having my best friend be a guy. It's just funny to watch them groan when you want them to watch a chick flick or drag them along to get your nails done. Or worse, get your eyes waxed.
True story.
"Fine," he sighed. "Anything but see another chick flick," he muttered under his breath. I handed him the white earphone and he took it.
Greyson
About an hour in, the ipod ran out. Allison had fallen asleep. She had laid down over an empty seat. Her head was on my shoulder. I fell asleep and woke up. My head was pounding and my ears were popping. We were at another airport, so I went back to sleep. She woke up soon after the second lift-off and she awoke me. I figured out that Mom had her phone camera out, and that couldn't be good. She was laughing softly.
"Were you filming me?" I asked. She put the phone down, red-faced.
"No," I heard her say. She was so lying. I crossed my arms.
"I'm sorry, Greyson!" She apologized. "You're just so cute when you're sleeping!" I held my hand out.
"Hand me the phone," I instructed. "So I can delete the video." She reluctantly handed over the iphone. I scrolled through the video and clicked 'play'.
My mom was right. I was kind of cute when I was sleeping. And the fact that Allison's head was resting on my shoulder didn't exactly help very much. It only added to the cuteness. I deleted it and handed the phone back to her, where she out it back in her black purse. NO sooner than she had zipped the purse, a voice came over the loudspeaker.
"Arrived at Los Angeles airport," the voice said. "I repeat, we are now arriving at the Los Angeles airport." I nudged Allison awake and took my black backpack from the compartment above me, and headed out into the fresh L.A. air.
Yes, I know this chapter was extremely short. I just had the first half-day of school and I'm exhausted. I won't be going tomorrow, I think I'm off. If I get at least another review then I'll make the effort. When you don't get reviews, the author is very hurt. See the little review button? Do me a BIG favor and gimme a review. I don't have to beg, do I?