Flying to Boston

Jewel POV

I woke up early, today my parents will be taking us to Boston, and tomorrow they will leave Boston to drop off Viv and Joy. Mike was tagging along and that was enough reason for me to try and look good while traveling.

I took a shower and dried my hair, I decided to leave my blonde locks loose, but always bringing a scrunchie to tie it up in a messy bun if needed. I decided to go with a casual look, faded ripped jeans with a white top and a bright red cardi tied on my shoulders, you know airplanes tend to be cold. I wore navy blue flats, sunglasses and makeup. I wanted to look good without trying too hard.

Joy walked inside my room without knocking. “Hey, you look nice..” She complimented my look, and then she continued “Now try not to choke when you talk to him.” She giggled and I rolled my eyes. Usually I am super confident, but with Mike I am shy and out of place.

“Girls ten minutes…” my mom called on the speaker intercom in our rooms. I checked myself out one more time and walked downstairs.

“Good Lord, kids. I hope you packed enough things. I thought we agreed on only essentials. “ My dad complained and I shrugged my shoulders, I tend to ignore my dad´s snarky remarks, usually Joy is the one engaging with them.

“Daddy-O those are the essentials. A girl never knows when she is going to need something cute, or sexy…” She giggled, patting my dad's cheek, and he laughed. Our help was loading our luggages inside a SUV while we were waiting for Mike and Viv to show up.

“Who is moving out?” Vivian arrived, noticing the amount of luggage Joy and I packed. My dad turned around and gave us a ´my point exactly´look. We all laughed and in the back I saw Mike just holding a small backpack and his laptop case.

My mom walked out of the kitchen and looking at everyone, she smiled “So I guess we are ready to rumble…” She shook her shoulders and my dad quickly wrapped his arms around her waist. Josh came downstairs, still in his pj's and with sleepy eyes, I guess he woke up only to say goodbye to us.

“Are you still here? And I thought I would avoid saying goodbye to Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum…” He joked and I laughed.

Walking toward Josh, I extended my arms and with a cooing voice, I said “Oh, my baby boy, I know you are going to miss us…” I wrapped my arms around him, my dad laughed at our interaction, Joy joined our little group hugh .

“If I say that I am going to miss you, do you promise to never ever do that voice again?” Josh parted from our hug and I nodded. He kissed my forehead and whispered “I am going to miss you sis. Remember I am a call away.” I nodded at him trying to control my emotions, I gave him another squeeze and turned around.

Josh is my baby brother, but he and I are close. He is my confidant and secret-keeper. Joy is also that, but Josh is quite mature for his age and his perspective is quite practical, which usually comes handy when you have a sister like me.

We exited our home, and I noticed that we were taking two SUV´s, one loaded with luggage and another one with us. The ride to the airport was quiet and I couldn't help myself in wondering about how I am going to talk to Mike during the flight. I was so deep in thought that when we arrived I didn't notice the extra car that was waiting at the runway.

Our drivers and the airport personnel started loading our luggage into the airplane, while dad talked to the pilot, making sure everything was ready. I stepped out of the SUV absentminded, when I raised my eyes, I met the familiar blue eyes that belonged to no other than my Scotty-Doo.

Joy, Mike, Viv, and mom exited the SUV and walked straight into the airplane, letting me talk to my friend for the last time. My face lit up and quickly I ran toward him “Scotty-Doo…” He wrapped his hands around me in a warm and comfortable embrace.

“You came…” I smiled at him and he ran his fingers in my locks. He parted from our embrace to look me in the eyes.

“Of course, I had to send you off. There is no force in this world that would keep me from seeing you one last time.” He sweetly said and I smiled at him.

“I am going to miss you so much. Everything is going to be so new, so different…” I paused, tearing out a little. "Remember your promise…” I looked at him and he gave me a bright smile.

“Always Jewel-Boo…” He said, and out of the blue he leaned in and kissed me. His soft lips land over mine, taking me by surprise. My very first kiss, tender and soft.

I was shocked , I was definitely not expecting Scott to make a move right at the very last moment. He stopped kissing me and leaned resting his forehead over mine. “Jewel… I ….” He said and paused, I expected to explain his actions, but he continued, “I am going to miss you miserably. You know you are very special to me… take care, and call me.”

The flight attendant called me. “Miss Jewel, we are about to take off.” I turned around and nodded. “See ya Scotty-Doo.” I said to him

“See ya, Jewel-Boo…” He responded, and with that I climbed the metal staircase and entered the plane.

As soon as I entered, I was greeted by 5 different gazes. All of them let me know that they saw Scotty kissing me. My dad grinned at me, my mom gave me an excited look, Joy wanted to know how it was, while Viv was confused as to what Scotty and I were. When I met Mike's eyes, his eyes were cold as ice, he was upset and uncomfortable.

I have no idea what happened to him, but definitely his foul mood should not be related to Scott kissing me, or so I am telling myself trying to ground my feelings for him.

The plane took off and I was deep in thought, my emotions were turmoil. I do love Scotty, he has always been next to me, loving him is natural and comfortable. Then I looked over and saw Mike.

Mike wakes up feelings that are unknown to me. He stirs me inside, my stomach churns, butterflies dance around and I become completely not myself.

Suddenly I felt suffocated and decided to go to the bunker bed area of the plane to lay down. Maybe if I fall asleep I would feel better. Unfortunately as soon as my head hit the pillow, tears started pouring out from my eyes.

What Scotty did today confused me and made me afraid. He showed me his feelings for me, and they are different from what I feel for him. That made me afraid of losing our friendship, of hurting him, of making him hopeful about me…

“So… Are you always that cozy with your friends?” Mike's sexy voice broke my emotional tsunami. I could not register what he was saying, and why was he talking to me.

“What?” I managed to answer, and he rolled his eyes. He crossed his arms across his chest and repeated his question.

“I was wondering, if you are this cozy with all your ´friends´” he even gestured an air quote at the word friends.

I was offended, is he insinuating that I am a w***e? What the f**k is wrong with him? And because my temper always gets the best of me, for the first I was able to speak a full sentence in front of him. “You know what?... I don´t have to explain myself… so f**k off.” I spatted with anger and venom.

“Well, just so you know. I gave you my phone in case of an emergency, but if you are going to be offering yourself to all the guys, don't bother calling me.” He said angrily and his words were like sharp knives landing in my heart. Scotty kissed me, and I was not offering myself to anyone. What the f**k is wrong with him!

I did what was natural in the situation. I gave him a comeback. “What is bothering you Mike, that I could call you while you are living you life, or that Scott kissed me?” His eyes shot open, and his mouth opened and closed trying to gather the words.

“Of course, what bothers me is that you can become a pebble in my shoe.” He quickly answered, but his voice was hesitant,

I stood up facing him, my sky blue eyes locked with his mesmerizing deep green. His eyes pierced my skin, he was too close and it was clouding my senses. Then I remembered that he had insulted me, and composed myself.

“Don't bother, I won't be calling you anytime soon, now let me be, because for someone that hates to be bothered, you sure are bothering me.” I spat back, and sat in my bunked bed, and laying down I closed the curtain silently crying.

Mike POV

The ride toward the airport was silent, and as soon as we arrived, people started loading the suitcases into the plane. Uncle Jase walked toward the capitan checking the flight log, while the rest of us made our way inside the plane.

As soon as we sat down, I noticed that Jewel was missing, I quickly looked out my window and saw the guy from the party talking to her. He was hugging her while tangling his hands in her blond curls.

I hated the way they talked to each other, and how comfortable they were. They shared a connection, and I felt jealous of it. What the f**k is wrong with me? Camila is waiting for me in Boston, Camila is the one for me, I thought I settled that down yesterday.

I kept looking out, when I saw red… The guy kissed her, what the f**k is going on? I am super upset about the whole kiss, that even after take off I couldn't look at her. I am with Camila, and she shouldn't be bothering this much, actually what Jewel does shouldn't bother me at all.

I saw her going to the back of the plane, and after a couple of minutes, I decided to talk to her. I was really pissed, and I wasn't able to control my anger or my words to her.

I have no idea what I wanted to do, but when I asked her if she was always this cozy with her 'friends'. She got pissed, so much that she even used curse words at me.

Then I realized that my jealousy made me f**k up and imply that she kisses anybody or even sleep around. s**t… my mouth and jealousy got the best of me.

She put me in my place, and I was livid. How dare she dismissed me that way? So I did the best thing I could do, try to come back. But unfortunately my comeback backfired and instead of pulling her toward me, I pushed her away.

I left her at the bunk beds and as soon as I sat on my chair, I closed my eyes. f**k! What the f**k happened? What the f**k is wrong with me? Why do I care about her? Why was I jealous of that Scott asshole? But mainly Why am I pissed at myself when I agreed to keep my distance from her? Shouldn't I be happy about it… since that's what I decided yesterday was best for me.