Thank you for the reviews! It's nice to know what my reviewers are thinking. :) Also, this will be in Ivypool's first person view since it's a lot more interesting and I haven't written in first person for a long time.

I forgot to mention that this is going to be a project I'm going to be working on for the whole school year (in my life) instead of putting it off and then continuing it next summer.

Yes, Birchheart and Whitestream are Ivypool and Dovewing's parents(I edited it from the last chapter)...don't argue.

Ivypool's POV

I find my seat, R-35. It was three seats per row, and R-35 is at the outer seat. Dovewing sits near the window and there's an empty spot in-between us.

I wonder who got seat R-36. It isn't a big deal, but I couldn't help being curious. Dovewing seems tense, and she keeps glancing anxiously at everyone who were coming towards her, probably thinking the same thing.

After a few minutes of doing nothing, I peer into the airplane pocket thing in front of me to find the barf bag and a pillow wrapped in plastic. Why did the people even bother wrapping the pillow up if we were going to use it anyway? I saw absolutely no point. The barf bag was there thankfully, since every time when there was a turbulence, I would have the urge to vomit. One time when I was five, Birchheart took me Asia to see the Great Wall of China. The turbulence and food was horrible, and I almost ended up vomiting on the floor if dad hadn't found the barf bag. It was a horrible memory that I cringe every time I think about it.

I fasten the seat belt and glance over at Dovewing to see that she did the same. I guess she isn't so stupid then. I mean, I love my sister but her reactions are a bit slow sometimes. She'll learn though, since she's one of the smartest people at school. There's nothing she can't learn.

A lanky boy with dark hair and green eyes with a black backpack comes over and glances up at the seat numbers. He looks about fourteen or fifteen, somewhere near my age.

"R-36! Finally! Um...can you move, since I need to get in my seat?"

So that was the person that Dovewing and I were going to sit next to for the next ten hours. I fight the urge to say no and remain in my seat since I had just gotten comfortable, but the loudspeaker in the airplane crackles.

"Everyone please find your seat and sit down. We're going to show you a video of what to do if there is an emergency, so please watch carefully."

The dark-haired boy squeezes over my legs and lands on his seat. I sigh in annoyance. Dovewing eyes him nervously but he just smiled her. The screen in front of each seat flickers on and shows a boring video of a woman demonstrating on how to put on this beak-like thing and a life-jacket. Everyone watches but I just grab a pillow from the airplane seat pocket, put it on this mini table and laid down.

After a few minutes, the video is finally over. I could tell since people are talking again. Too bad I wasn't sitting next to Dovewing; instead there was this random person we don't know sitting next to both of us. The loudspeaker on the airplane crackles once again.

"We are ready to take off in one minute. Please turn off all electric devices until before we take off."

There's a flurry of sound as people turned off their phones and puts away their laptops. I plan to take my laptop out as soon as we were allowed to do so, since everything is just so boring.

"We are now taking off," the loudspeak blares.

The plane rocked a little to the side, and I groan. I'm dizzy already - air sickness sucks. After a while, the motion under my feet finally stops. I glance to my right at Dovewing and the black-haired boy - whatever his name is. They are both looking out the round-shaped window, and I can see a light blue sky with wisps of clouds. I was pretty sure that I could do what I want now, so I searched in my backpack for my laptop.

My fingers brush the smooth silver-colored surface as I took it out. I flipped it open and played agario. It's really fun, and I ignored everything else, except when a flight attendant came over pushing a cart of drinks and asked if I needed anything. I ordered some lemonade, drank half of the cup, and went back to playing.

After a while, the black-haired boy starts talking to Dovewing. I don't really care, but I eavesdrop on their conversation anyway. It's just what I do. I learn that his name was Tigerheart or something like that.

"What state are you from?" he asks Dovewing. My ears perk up, waiting to listen to Dovewing's response.

"California. We're going to Washington to attend this Warriors boarding school," Dovewing replied. She doesn't sound as shy as she would be if we were back home. I wonder if that was a change? I want to just turn around and watch her, but I was going to die in the game if I turned away. I think agario is more important seeing Dovewing blushing anyway.

"Really?" asks Tigerheart, his tone excited for some reason, "I'm going to Warriors Boarding School too! I'm from Florida, by the way, but Florida and Washington are too far apart so I had to stop at two airports for a plane to Washington. Now I feel so tired, I'm going to die."

The rest of the time went like that, me listening to Dovewing and Tigerheart talk while playing agario. After three more hours though, I quit playing since my eyes are tired and I had air sickness. Then I laid my head on the mini table and drift away to sleep.

AN: I know this seems boring right now, but I'll rather not rush it.

Also, " agario" is a fun online game where you start from a small cell into a huge cell. But you can't get eaten my the big cells or you die and start over. You could also use mitosis (space bar) to split if you want to get a smaller cell. All you need to do to play it is to type in " " and then it's awesome.

Review! And follow and favorite if you liked. This time, instead of helping the depressed kitties, we're going to support Purdy's Vacation Village for Elders! (Don't worry, we're still helping the depressed kitties in Underestimated) We have to respect the elders...

Peace.