“Anybody have to use the bathroom?” Mrs. Morano asked. We all looked at our feet. I admit, I didn’t like being the odd sheep, which I usually was. Even though my body sent shocks of sharp pain through me for holding my bathroom, I wasn’t about to be the only one to go. I’d only hold everyone else up.
“Are you sure?” Mrs. Morano warned. “This is the last time you’ll be using the bathroom before the seat belt signs turn off on the plane.” I let go of my breath, groaning.
“I have to go!” I said quickly, raising my hand. Hugo looked up
“I have to go as well,” he added.
“I guess I’ll go to,” Jeremy said, shrugging.
“Us too,” Charlie and Nina said.
“Why not” Lucas added. Only Antony and Louise remained adamant on staying outside on the bench with the luggage.
“Alright” Mrs. Morano sighed. “Louise and Antony, watch the bags please”.
“Sure Mrs. Morano,” Antony replied, winking at Louise. She giggled, and he bowed at her, pressing a kiss to her hand.
“Did Jeremy see that?” Charlie hissed at me as we walked into the bathroom. I glanced behind my back, scanning the wait area for Jeremy.
“No. He rushed to the bathroom once given permission,” I said. Nina rolled her eyes.
“Natural Jeremy,” she said, though her words seemed forced. She blinked quickly.
“Are you okay Nina?” Charlie asked, sounding worried.
“I’m fine” Nina said, putting on a strained smile. We all glanced at each other as my usually optimistic best friend rushed into a stall, slamming the door shut. Women washing their hands at the sink glanced around, looking for the cause of the disruption. Mainly: Us.
I blushed uncomfortably under their gaze and rushed to a stall next to Nina’s, careful to close the door softly. I sighed as I relieved myself, but next to me, I was pretty sure Nina was crying. I could hear her soft sobs from the wall blocking my view, not that I wanted one.
I quickly rushed out of the bathroom, hoping to catch Nina washing her hands. Instead, I saw Charlie drying her soaked hands.
“Where’s Mrs. Morano?” I asked. I made my way to the sink, apologizing to a couple of women that I had bumped into.
“Outside with the boys. Where’s Nina?” I jerked my head towards the handicapped bathroom stall. Her mouth formed a small ‘o’ before nodding and leading me outside.
“Nina! Are you done?” Charlie called at the tornado shelter area of the bathroom.
“A-Almost!” came Nina’s shaky reply. My heart clenched for my best friend.
“She saw,” I said. Charlie nodded glumly.
“I wish she didn’t see that. Nothing’s worst than getting your heart broken,” she mourned.
“Maybe Antony was just being playful,” I hopelessly suggested. Charlie sighed and shook her head.
“As dumb as Antony plays himself to be, he’s actually very smart. He knows exactly what he’s doing. And if he was being playful, why didn’t he ever do that to you? Or to Nina?”
“Should we just tell Nina the truth? Or should we tell her he was just being nice?” I asked. Charlie shrugged hopelessly.
“Tell her he was being nice for now. I’d rather not ruin the vacation yet,” she said. I nodded, sliding back into the bathroom. Nina was washing her face in the sink when I came in. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying and her neck glistened with her salty tears. I walked over and hugged her tightly.
“Why? Why Adrienne? I thought...on the bus....I actually thought...!” Nina sobbed. I sighed and rubbed her back.
“Antony was just being playful Nina. He didn’t mean that romantically,” I lied, my heart pounding and my stomach clenching at the lie. I didn’t feel good lying to her, but for the sake of the trip, I had to.
“You think so?” She asked and I felt so guilty at the innocence in her voice, yet I nodded.
“I’m sure” I said, putting my best false smile. Nina giggled happily and quickly dried her hands before skipping out of the bathroom, yet now I felt like I was going to cry.
“Did you tell her?” Charlie asked once she saw me walk outside. I nodded glumly.
“I’m sorry Adrienne. I know it must be hard, lying to your best friend, but sometimes, for their happiness, we have to,” Charlie said. I nodded, sniffling.
“Oh my God please don’t cry! I can’t deal with emotions!” Charlie said, glancing around the airport. Lucas and Jeremy were discussing the Ibis rating. Antony and Louise were bantering playfully, and from what I saw their hands brushed a lot. Nina was occasionally joining into their conversation. Mrs. Morano was looking at a map of the airport and Hugo just stood idly by a vending machine, seemingly trying to decide what to buy.. Charlie’s eyes gleamed once she saw him.
“Charlie...” I warned, my tears drying into hiccups.
“Yo Hugo!” Charlie called. Hugo’s head shot up comically at his name and I buried myself deeper into Charlie’s shirt. I did not want him to see me like this.
“What’s up Charlie?” Hugo asked, walking over to her. Charlie shook me in her arms.
“Adrienne”? Charlie called softly. I poked my head out of her arms, glaring at her.
“Meanie.” I muttered in my best baby voice. Hugo chuckled softly.
“You look so adorable Adrienne!” I blushed and Charlie smirked. After a small moment, Hugo realized he said that out loud and quickly covered his mouth.
“I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t know I said that out loud! I-I mean-I...!” Charlie rolled her eyes.
“I can’t deal with this.” She muttered. “Hugo!”
“Huh”? He asked.
“Adrienne is having a-erm-meltdown. Can you help her”? Charlie pleaded. Hugo’s face softened.
“Of course” he said, gently prying me from Charlie’s arms. I glared at her smug expression.
“Traitor,” I grumbled.
“Alright guys. Let’s move!” Mrs. Morano announced. Louise, although she looked reluctant, went to walk with Jeremy and Antony went with Nina. Charlie and Lucas, the ever adorable couple, walked right in front of Hugo and I. My guess was so she could hear our conversation.
“Are you okay?” Hugo asked, wrapping his arm around my shoulder as we walked. I was, at the time, completely oblivious to the people around us snapping pictures on their phones. Once I noticed, which was not even a second later, did I mumble angrily, “People have nothing better to do than stick their noses into other peoples business?!”
“Adrienne...” Hugo prodded again, his arm slowly sliding from my arms. I whimpered softly at the loss of his warmth, until I felt his arm re-wrap around my waist. I blushed and tried to control the butterflies in my stomach.
“Well...it’s nothing really.” Hugo raised an eyebrow.
“Really? Nothing is making you cry”? He asked. I blushed and glanced up, away from his mesmerizing ocean blue eyes to my surroundings.
“It’s just...” I sighed, looking at all the posters of adventure in the U.S.A as we walked into a large open area. To my right, I noticed the conveyor belts full of boxes and officers with metal detectors and open walk-in detectors.
“It’s just...” Hugo prodded again.
“I lied to Nina about the whole thing with Antony and now I feel completely horrible for it!” I said. Hugo rubbed my side soothingly.
“Sometimes, we have to lie to protect the ones we love,” he murmured. We joined a surprisingly fast long line that moved smoothly to the main security.
” Does anybody have metal on them?” Mrs. Morano asked. I flushed.
“I have screws in my back”I mumbled.
“From your surgery after you got pushed down the stairs?” Louise asked. I nodded.
“Yeah” I said shortly.
“That’s fine. We’ll just tell the officer that when we get there,” Mrs. Morano said. I nodded.
“Next!” the TSA officer called. I frowned.
“What’s TSA stand for?” I asked.
“Transportation Security Administration,” Hugo replied as easily as he breathed.
“How do you know this stuff so easily?” Lucas asked.
“He probably reads a lot,” Jeremy said.
“Like Adrienne,” Nina chirped. I smiled sadly at her.
“It’ll be fine,” Hugo murmured helpfully.
“Name please,” The officer asked Mrs. Morano.
“Leanne Morano” Mrs. Morano said.
“Does she go by Linnie?” Charlie joked. We all snickered behind her.
“Ha ha so funny,” Mrs. Morano deadpanned from in front of us.
“Class or Family?” The TSA officer, who’s name tag read “Karen” asked.
“Class,” Jeremy supplied quickly. Mrs. Morano smiled gratefully at him.
“Alright then. May I have your boarding tickets and passports”? Karen asked. Mrs. Morano nodded, handing our things.
“Alright. I’ll call you up by two’s. You can follow the yellow line to the walk-in metal detector,” Karen said. She took the first two passports.
“Nina Rodriguez and Jeremy James?” She called. Jeremy and Nina walked awkwardly together to the desk. I nudged Charlie and pointed to Louise and Antony, who were a little too close for comfort.
“That double-crosser!” Charlie growled. Lucas grabbed her arm.
“Leave it for now Charlie. This isn’t our business!” He said.
“Yet,” Hugo added gruffly. Lucas nodded.
“Antony Gonzales and Louise Rouge?” Karen called. Antony and Louise walked up to the desk. Karen smiled at them and stamped their hands after checking their passports. She handed them their passports and tickets, which they, like Nina and Jeremy, gave to Mrs. Morano. Then, they walked up to the conveyor belt, putting their bags into the grey boxes along with their shoes and wallets. I watched in awe as they walked through the metal detector then walked out. Shouldn’t be that hard.
“Charlotte Lake and Lucas Serf!” Karen called. Both Charlie and Lucas repeated the same process like Antony and Louise until it just left Mrs. Morano, Hugo, and I.
“Hugo Hamilton and Adrienne Agosto!” Karen called again. We both walked to the desk, Hugo’s arm still wrapped around my waist.
“Such a cute celebrity couple,” Karen mumbled as she stamped our hands. Both Hugo and my face’s erupted in a blush.
“Hurry along now,” Karen said, shooing us before we could protest or thank her.
“Should we tell the officer/” Hugo asked. taking his sneakers off.
“Yeah,” I said. I walked to a female police officer named Meg.
“Um, excuse me?” I asked politely. Meg turned and smiled at me.
“How can I help you dear?” She asked.
“Well-uh-you see-!” I was confused on how to tell her about my screws, until Hugo came to my rescue, yet again.
“My friend has a few screws holding her back in place and we were wondering if she should still go through the metal detector” he supplied, even though I’d never told him about my surgery. I mouthed a thank you to him and he winked at me.
“No actually. Thank you for bringing it up. Timmy!” Meg called through her walkie-talkie. A moment later, a guy with orange hair showed up.
“What’s up?” He asked.
“Girl has screws in back,” Meg answered. I growled at the way she referred to me, but I bit my tongue. Meg and Timmy talked quietly for a bit before they turned to me. By that time, everyone except me had gotten past security and taken their bags-and were now waiting for me.
I really was a black sheep.
Timmy smiled at me.
“This way Miss. We’ll just rub some wipes on you. It won’t hurt” he said. I nodded, following him into an open room with computers. I sat down in a chair as Timmy instructed me to. I watched him rip a wipe packet open and type some things on the computer. Then, he turned to me.
“Alrighty then,” he said. He wiped my neck quickly, then my back and my shoulders. The wipe wasn’t wet like I thought it would be. Instead, it was rough and dry.
He laid the wipe on some type of scanner for a while before handing me my backpack and very small luggage. We’d all chosen small luggage’s to be able to carry them on the plane so we wouldn’t have to wait at baggage claim.
“You can go now. Thank you and have fun on your trip!” Timmy called. I smiled and waved at him before joining my class.
“What did he do?” Charlie interrogated.
“Why was he wiping you?” Nina asked curiously.
“Were you uncomfortable/” Hugo asked, his voice hard and lacking his usual jovial emotion.
“Guys! We have to hurry to Gate 67. Talk while you walk!” Mrs. Morano instructed hastily, walking down a steep ramp.
“Well”? Lucas asked.
“He was wiping me to see if my metal was dangerous, I guess. I’ll admit I was a bit uncomfortable, but Timmy was very nice” I said. Hugo let out a soft growl, but I ignored it, even though it made my heart flip. I felt my steps increase to catch up with Mrs. Morano, the pictures and gates around us buzzing past my vision. I would have kept walking that way, my mind juggling around all the different colored gates and signs, until I felt and arm around my waist.
“Adrienne, the gate is over there,” Hugo said, pointing to the purple printed gate. I looked down and blushed, stuttering a sorry before following him to the gate. The rest of my class sat on the hard black seats while I stood by the charger plugs, studying the gate. There were food shops and designer perfume. Along with souvenirs and toys. I gazed at the jewelry. Expensive articles of wealth that I would never own.
“What are you looking at”? Hugo asked from beside me. I jumped.
“Just the jewelry,” I said, glancing at his arm. It was only 9:25!
“Do you like them?” He asked, glancing at me. I shrugged.
“Yes. They are beautiful, but I’ll never have that type of money to buy it,” I replied.
“Which one is your favorite?” Hugo asked. I raised my eyebrow, skeptical.
“Um...” I studied each piece. “I’d have to say the yin and yang one. I’d give it to my other half, you know? Like a friendship bracelet, except for lovers.”
“Hm,” Hugo hummed. He grabbed his bag and slug it over his shoulder.
“I gotta go to the bathroom,” he announced suddenly.
“Hurry up. We’ll be boarding soon” Mrs. Morano said. Hugo nodded and scurried away. Louise, noticing an empty seat, walked over to me, smirking.
“You know, two are becoming really close,” she said suggestively. I sighed.
“Seriously?” I asked.
“C’mon Adrienne, we all saw the way he was looking at you,” Charlie added. She and Nina crouched by where we sat, both of them grinning.
“And holding you. If that’s not romance then I don’t know what is,” Nina said.
“Guys, this is hopeless. With Hugo.” They all shared a look.
“But will you stop loving him?” Lucas asked.
“Then you’ll always have a chance,” Lucas said. I smiled and nodded.
“Thank you Lucas” I said. Footsteps carried towards my ears and I turned to look at the terminal entry.
“I’m back!” Hugo said, jogging towards us.
“Nice timing to,” Jeremy said, pointing to the opening gates.
“It’s time to board!” My stomach fluttered as we stood in line to entry 4. Hugo had somehow slid his arm around my waist again, and that didn’t calm my stomach any better.
“Next!” The flight attendant called. My breath hitched.
It was our turn!
Hey guys! It’s like, midnight now so I’m so exhausted! I hope you liked this chapter. Things are brewing between Adrienne and Hugo, as well as the mystery between Antony and Louise. Are they cheating? Find out soon!
P.S.: This is all based on my experience when going to France, as well as other vacations. The scene with the TSA actually happened. I was very embarrassed with that. Also my parents had problems with the kiosk and I helped them.