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The sun burned me as soon as I walked outside.

"Oh, shoot!" I exclaimed and went back inside. I slipped on a light jacket, with a hood and went back outside. I pulled the hood over my head and walked toward the car. Okay, so I'm wearing a jacket in 60 weather? Sounds pretty normal, huh? But I'm not wearing it because of the cold. I'm wearing it because of the sun. Cold doesn't bother me at all, but the sun burns my skin incredibly easily. Almost like a vampire…

I laughed to myself, again. No I'm not a vampire, but I certainly remind myself of one.

I got into the backseat of the car and threw my suitcases next to me.

"Are we there yet?" I whined.

"We haven't even left, yet!" my dad commented.

"Oh, right… Let's go! Let's go!" I chanted, bouncing in my seat. Yes, I did act a bit immature for my age… but who cares!

"Alright, fine!" My dad laughed and started the car. We drove out of the driveway and I looked back at our house. Derik was waving from the house and I waved back at him, frantically. My family was the only thing I would miss, once I went to boarding school. Well… that and the awesome little restaurant down the street… Mmm… they had the best hot wings… Oh, wait. Getting off the subject.

I stared at the window. No, not out the window. At the window.

"Glass is so cool," I said, aloud. No one paid any attention to me, considering I always said random things. "You know, it looks so pretty. How'd they make it clear?" I continued. No one answered. I scrunched up my face. "Will they have pizza at the school?" I asked, still staring at the window.

"Yes," my dad answered.

"How 'bout pie?" I questioned.

"Yes."

"Cookies?"

"Yes."

"Cake?"

"Er, I don't know…"

"Animal crackers? Ice-cream? Spaghetti? Pudding? Car--" (Was I just about to ask if they had carrots???)

"ENOUGH!" my dad bellowed. "Why don't you just find out when you get there?"

I shrugged. "Okie Dokie." I looked out the window, this time, and saw the airport.

"Wait. How far away is this school?" I asked, curiously.

"I don't know…" my dad answered, casually. My mother hadn't spoke, since we left the house.

The car came to a halt, and we all got out. My dad carried my stuff and my mom walked beside me. We went through all the stuff that you have to do to get on a plane (Author's note -- I wouldn't know, considering I've never been one) They both stared at me. I hadn't noticed, but my mom had tears in her eyes.

"Aw, mommy!" I exclaimed, hugging her.

"Oh, Velvet! I don't want you to leave, but I have to face the fact that you're growing up!" she sobbed.

I stepped away from her and smiled. "Mom, I'm only 15. I'm not that grown up at all."

"Then why do you have to go!?" she wailed. My dad laid his and on her shoulder.

"Well, Velvet," he started, "I'm going to miss you." He hugged me and kissed me on my forehead.

I reluctantly got onto the plane and a lady greeted me.

"Hello, young lady! Let me get your bags." She grabbed them from my hands and walked over to the side of an empty seat. She stuffed them in the space above the seat and gestured me over.

"You'll be sitting here, sweetie!" she said, happily. 'Sweetie'? What was I, five?

"Okay, then. Darling," I said, sarcastically.

"Excuse me?" the lady said, raising one eyebrow. She gave me the 'Oh, no you didn't' look.

"I was just joking, ma'am," I said smiling. True, I liked to joke around with people and be sarcastic. Even if they didn't understand…

"Oh… well, have a good day," she said, smiling again. She walked across the way to talk to a balding man. I sat beside the window. If I was lucky, someone would take the empty seat beside me. I loved company, and hated being alone.

A few minutes had passed, when the lady from earlier (who I supposed was the flight attendant…) pushed a few bags in the space where my bags were.

"You'll be sitting over here," the flight attendant said. I looked to see who she was talking to. A girl around my age, though a bit shorter than me, came and sat down at the seat next to me. She had flaming red hair and light green eyes.

I was immediately jealous.

She looks alive. Why can't I!??

She smiled at me.

"Hiya," I said.

"Hey, I'm Nadalie," she said reaching out her hand. I shook it (or tried to… we didn't exactly have that much room between us…) and said, "I'm Velvet."

"I love your hair," Nadalie commented.

"I love yours more…" I said, sighing.

"So where you heading off to?" she asked.

"Um, Florida… I think…" I sighed, knowing that I would have to wear a jacket, most of the time, to shield myself from the sun.

"Oh, my gosh. I'm going to Florida, too!" she said, happily. I was immediately curious.

"You going to a boarding school?" I questioned, hopefully.

"How did you know?" she asked, smiling.

"I'm going to one," I stated.

"Which?"

I told her and she squealed. "OMG! We're going to the same school! That is so weird!"

"Seriously!?" I exclaimed.

"Wow! Talk about coincidence! Do you think they have pie?" she suddenly questioned.

I laughed. "Yeah, my dad said they did." Shoot, this girl reminded me of myself… except for the fact that she actually looked human.

"So, we should get to know each other, huh?" she asked.

"I s'pose…"

We asked each other questions, and learned that we were pretty similar.

"I hope you're my roommate!" she exclaimed, "I mean, look at you! You're so fun and so easygoing!"

I laughed. "And you're so nice and animated," I commented. I looked at my watch. It read: 11:30. An hour and a half to go.

"Let's do something," I said.

"Like what? We can't exactly do much…"

"Let's sing!" I exclaimed.

"Oh, yeah! That sounds like fun!"

We started singing random songs. We even tried making our own rap, which went something like this:

Me: I'm a rapper.

Nadalie: And I'm the rapper.

Me: We like to rap.

Nadalie: And like to… uh… collect bottle caps?

Me: Cause they're just so cool.

Nadalie: They almost make you drool.

Me: Did I mention we love pie?

Nadalie: Oh, for pie, we would so die.

Both: Pi - 3.14! Pie - More, more!

We were laughing so hard, when the flight attendant came by and 'shushed' us.

When she walked away, I said, "Oh no she didn't."

"She did not just 'shush' us!" Nadalie said.

"Oh, it's on," we said at the same time, snapping. We started laughing again, holding onto our stomachs. We tried to keep our laughter quiet.

Nadalie wiped a tear from her eye and sighed. "You're a lot of fun, Velvet."

"Thanks, Nadalie. Ditto."

A voice came on the speaker announcing we would be in Florida, shortly.

Nadalie and I both whooped at the same time.

"You going to the school, first thing?" Nadalie asked me.

"Yup. I've got nowhere else to go."

"Me either…"

"So, how do we get to the school?" I asked. I had never traveled alone, by myself, though I was more than responsible.

"Stick with me," she said, putting an arm around my shoulder. "We'll call a taxi, go to school, and I'm going to demand that you be my roommate!"

I chuckled. "How many roommates to a room?"

"Two, I think… or maybe it's three… No, it's two," she decided. "So if we're roommates, we have the room all to ourselves!"

The voice on the speaker announced that we had landed in Florida.

"Please make an orderly line to exit," the flight attendant said.

"Pshh, yeah right!" Nadalie and I said at the same time. We both grabbed our bags and rushed ahead of everyone else. When we got outside I felt the familiar pain of being burned…

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