I board the plane, lugging my carry-on bag across my back. After we had said our farewells, everyone, and I mean everyone, decided they'd visit for the ICCA's.

I look behind me as I grab a seat, and a guy I don't know tries to sit next to me.

"Excuse me, beautiful, is this seat taken?"

I try to hold back my laugh as Jesse comes up behind him, looking confused.

When I don't answer to the blonde, blue eyed man in front of me, he asks, "Shy? That's okay. We can fix that."

I scoff and look at Jesse as he smirks. I raise an eyebrow and say, "Actually, yeah. My incredibly sexy boyfriend is sitting with me, and by the looks of it, he wants to kick you're a**."

The boy, who I presume is around seventeen years old, widens his eyes, and turns to glance behind him. He turns his body around, and sits in one of the two seats across from Jesse and I.

My boyfriend sits down next to me, and sighs.

"What?" I ask innocently.

He looks over at me and laughs, "You're too much."

"Is that so?" I ask quietly, inching my mouth toward his. I turn my head up, meeting my lips with his, and smile against them.

Pulling away, I inform him excitedly, "I was thinking about getting a new tattoo! I want to get an anchor on my hip. You know? To remind myself to stay anchored. Maybe I could get that written underneath? I don't know? Maybe I should get it on my ankle, and-"

"Beca, you're rambling," He laughs.

"Oh. Yeah, sorry."

"No, I think it's very cute," he smiles.

I mask my expression with a blank look, "Do not call me cute."

"You're cute when you make that face."

I give him a sickly fake smile, "Oh my God! Jesse Swanson! I can see it now! Your name will be in lights. Jesse Swanson: Terrible Comedian! Get tickets now!"

He narrows his eyes at me, and opens his mouth to retort, but kisses me instead.

"That's why I love you. You'd support me even if I became a terrible comedian. Although, I'm quite hilarious, so that wouldn't happen."

"Oh, yeah. Definitely," I monotone, pulling out my laptop.

"Mixing?"

"Actually, no," I answer, surprising him, "I am skyping Stacie. Because for some odd reason, I put her in charge along with Benji. That is bound to have been terrible."

"They've only been back for a day. What could go wrong?"

On cue, Stacie's face pops up on my screen, and I insert my cheap headphones, handing and earplug to Jesse.

"No! Benji, catch it! Amy, get off of that cat! Lily, how in hell did you get on top of that?"

I roll my eyes at Jesse, and he shrugs his shoulders.

"Stacie, what is going on?"

"Well, I left to go get Starbucks, and I came back to Benji trying to catch his pigeon. Amy found a cat, and she's squishing it by trying to crocodile wrestle it. Then, Lily is somewhere. She was just on top of Aubrey's flip around whiteboard, and now she's gone."

"Great. We should be there in a few hours, so who's picking us up?"

"That would be Aubrey. She decided to help us with the ICCA's, so her and Chloe are staying in the house."

I nod my head, "I guess we'll see you later. You go figure out whatever the hell is happening."

Without a goodbye, she closes the chat and I close my laptop, removing the plug.

Raising my eyebrows at my nerd, he laughs, "You were right."

"I know."

AN: Who is this person? Since when did I start reading this? Yup... It's been too long! I want to start a one-shot book, but SURPRISE!

1) It will either be Jeca or... PERCABETH

2) I think I'm going to fast-forward t the ICCA's for the next chapter and bid this story due... LOVE ALL OF YOU SM!