Airplanes;;Ella;;18

Two weeks have gone by and the boys are ready to leave for Zurich. Kris and I have been seeing each other those two weeks and so far, things have gone nice. He knew how to have fun and treated me like a princess. Like, if I tried to pick up the bill or buy ice cream or a movie ticket, he'd flip a shit at me.

"Ella, my duties as a boyfriend are to treat you like a princess. You are a princess. So put your damn wallet away."

"I feel very bad that I'm just feeding off you're money Kris."

"Ella, shut up. You're my girlfriend, don't feel bad. I'll let you pick the bill up every now and then, like when my ass comes home, but really, let me pick up the fucken bill."

Oh my boyfriend is a crack up.

It's two in the morning and we're on the runway of O'hare sending the boys off. It's Christina, Stephanie, Ally, and I along with some of the wives and girlfriends. Some are going with, but the four of us are staying behind because of school. I'm standing with Kris, but at the same time, trying to find Jon so I can try to mend peace with him. "Ella I'll be back in about a week in a half," Kris tells me as I look at him. "I'll phone you as soon as I can."

"Please do, I don't want to be up worrying."

"Yeah I know, only because I like you alot."

"I'll see you when I get back."

With that we share a long hug and quick kiss and he's off on the plane. I begin to walk away, begining to feel tired as I spot Jon. I run over to him quickly, but he's trying to catch the plane. "Jon!" I'm yelling after him. "Jon wait!" I finally got his attention and he turned around, wearing swets and a Hawks hoodie. He walks back over to me, trying to force a smile on his face.

"Hi," is all he says.

"Can we talk?"

"We gotta make it quick."

"I'm sorry...about everything."

"Me too," he sighs. "It's just..."

"What?"

"Forget it. You have Kris now."

"We're friends, remember?"

"I just hope your not making a mistake."

"I'm not."

"We're still friends, that's what I want," he smiles.

"Tazer, lets go!" Sharp yells at him.

"I'll call you when I get there," he says.

He brings me to a quick hug and I watch him run off. I watch the plane move and go down the runway and out of my sight. I cross my arms across my chest. A week in a half without my boyfriend and my friend who both hate eachother at the moment. It's two thrity in the morning and cold. Ally squeezes my shoulders. "It'll go quick," she smirks.

"I know. Do you think I'm making the wrong choice?"

"Not at all," she smiles. "Kris is fun, Jon's to serious for you anyways."

"Yeah...c'mon I'm tired."

"Psh, you won't even end up in class later."

I wake up around 11 with no phone call from Kris or Jon. They were probably still on the plane. I walk into the kitchen to find Christina, Ally, and Stephanie sitting at the counter. I sat on the other chair. Ally and Seabs were dating now, so all of us had hawks boyfriends. I look at the three. "We haven't heard from them," Christina sighs.

"Kay, then I'm not going crazy."

"Guys, who wants Burger King?" Ally asks.

"This is NOT the time to be worrying about food," Stephanie glares at her.

"What the flying hell are we supposed to do for a week in a half?" Christina asks. "I mean, I'm on a week break from school for some odd reason. You three have school. What the hell is this?"

"Wanna go to a club?"

"No. I hate clubs," I snap.

"Kris loves clubs, Jon hates clubs. You should be dating Jon," Stephanie says.

"Hell no," I snap.

"Are you happy?"

"Yes, Kris treates me like a fucken princess," I smile.

All our phones go off. We race for them. I dart to my room to See Kris is calling me. I imedietly pick up the phone after hearing "Hey babe sing along" go off from my Motorola Droid. I put the phone to my ear. "Hey did you land?" I ask him.

"Yes, I'm in my hotel room as we speak."

"What time is it their?"

"Five at night. 11 by you?"

"Yep."

"Ella, did you go to class?"

"No."

"Ella, don't make me come over there and drag you to your classes."

"I was tired."

"I know I know. Hey, were going to get dinner, I'll call you tonight."

"Kay, bye love."

"Bye El."

Kris and I hang up and the phone goes off again. This time Jon reads on the caller id. I pick up the phone after "Hey Babe" goes off as the ringtone. I put the phone to my ear. "Jon," I say into the speaker.

"Hey Ell."

"Hey, where are you?"

"My hotel room, I got sick on the plane."

"Good job."

"Can't help it. Did you go to class?"

"No."

"Nice El. Hey, I'm going to take a nap while the team goes to dinner. We'll chat tonight."

"Kay, feel better."

"Thanks, go to class."

"Bye."

We hang up and I go back into the kitchen. I sit back down and there all looking at me like I'm nuts. I get up and go back to sleep. I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy...that's all that counts.

and that's all I need to keep telling myself...