Zac's POV
"Hurry up Zac or we'll miss the
plane to Chicago!" yelled Ike. We were running through the airport almost
missing our flight.
"Last call for Tulsa to Chicago," rung the intercon
and I was getting ignored of it's repeted calls.
"But Ike we just came from
Chicago yesterday," I whinned but he grabbed my hand and we started running
again.
I don't get it, we just got done with a consert and now we have
to go to a camp where I'm sure there will be girls that will want to tare us
to shreds and yet not just Ike, Tay, and I are going but now Jess
have to suffer too. What pitty I resited all that to my self as Ike and
I tried to catch up to Jessica, and Taylor.
This is going to some
summer I said to myself and the Isaac pulled me onto the plane.
"Wo what happened
back there?" asked Taylor stunned at us just getting on the plane at
almost the last moment.
"Zac dropped his gummy bears," joked Isaac but I
broke in and said. "I just couldn't chose what carry on bag I was going to
bring."
Jessica looked at me as though I were a two year old.
"You've been
to Chicago about a million and one times," said Jessica. "What's the diffrence?"
"I don't know, I just don't think I want to go," I simply answered and
saw all three of them agree.
"But hay," said Tay. "We'll only be young once."
"True, so let's just go and enjoy our freedom, or childhood, or whatever,"
joked Ike and we all ended up laughing.
"Please be seated," said the woman
over the intercon. "We are on a non stop flight to Chicago..."
What would
be so diffrent about this trip?
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