Here's chapter five:

The busy, loud chaos of the airport began to irritate me within minutes and I felt a throbbing headache set in. It took us over an hour to get settled on the plane and decide who was sitting with who and where. One row had four seats and the other side had three so I sat in between Kendall and Katie who Mama Knight sat beside, taking the window seat. James, Carlos, and Logan claimed the other three seats, arguing over who had the window seat. I tried spacing myself out to rid myself of the growing headache but was brought back to Earth when I heard Carlos say he's never heard of the mile high club.

"What?" I half yelled as the plane began taking off, leaning forward in my seat so I could see him. "Where has your brain been since fifth grade?"

"Oh come on, Jacie. No one knows where his brains been since... well, forever," Logan joked, putting in his headphones and leaning back into his seat.

I snorted out a laugh, hiding my face in my hands trying to prevent myself from laughing hysterically at Carlos's face.

"Well, since you're talking about it... Wanna join it?" James said, acting like he was going to stand up and raising his eyebrow jokingly.

"Sure, what the hell," I replied and giggled, shaking my head when Mama Knight coughed audibly.

I looked over at her giving us the 'Shut it. People can hear you' type of look. I smiled apologetically and sat back noticing Katie pouting at the seat ahead of her.

"What's wrong, Katie?" She turned to give me a quick glare and situated herself so that I couldn't see her face, placing her headphones on.

"Give her time, she'll come around eventually," I heard Kendall say quietly. I looked up and saw him giving me a small smile.

"Yeah, I know. She's never stayed this mad at me for this long before," I mumbled, crossing my arms over my chest and casting a long glance at the ground.

"Don't worry about it. She'll be over it soon enough. She's been mad at me for longer than a week and I'm still alive, aren't I?"

"But I'm different. You're just her brother," I said.

He gasped and placed his hands on his chest playfully. "Ouch, that hurt. So glad to know where I stand with you two."

I smirked and shoved his arm lightly, almost causing him to run into the cart one of the flight attendants was pushing down the aisle. I slapped my hands over my mouth to stop from giggling as she glared at us like an STD while she passed.

"Not very nice, Jace," he smiled, poking my side. I shrieked, leaning away from him trying to avoid his hands. I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks as people turned to give us looks.

"Stop it. That's not very nice, Ken."

He narrowed his bright green eyes at me and stuck out his tongue at me. "Do not call me that, Jacilyn."

I cringed, I hated hearing my full first name. It usually meant I was in trouble or something was wrong. Man, if looks could kill we would have murdered each other by now. After a long couple of moments glaring at each other, we busted out laughing. I tended to find most everything funny and when I laughed, he laughed as did everyone else paying attention to what we were doing.

Before we could both say anything, I yawned. He wrapped one of his arms around my shoulders and I rested my head on his chest.

"Go to sleep, Jace. You're gonna need it," I heard him whisper before I fell asleep.

That was so short, I am so sorry guys! I really wanted it to be longer but my creative flow has been slow today. :( I have a poll up on my page about this story so go take it. Don't forget to review on your way out. Thanks.