two | h.s. - t.c.

Jenny's pov

i got on the plane, no longer able to think about the what if's of my decision. i made up my mind, now boarding the plane as i looked for the face i was meeting up with. i was nervous, still hungover as my head became even more suppressed in this airplane.

i looked at my ticket and back at the rows, spotting my seat and who i was expecting to meet.

emily and kayla.

they formed large, shocking smiles on their faces as i approached the row of three seats, excitingly greeting me.

"you chose us!" kayla said, surprised as she pouted, "since when!" emily whined as she pulled me into a hug.

she sat at the middle seat, kayla at the window as they had just settled in. kayla joined the short hug, and i began to explain as i busily put my duffle bag into the over head compartment.

"guys stop," i said with a smile, "it's always been you, the second the boys both asked me."

"and how did they feel about your decision?" kayla asked, watching me as i sat into the outer seat, everyone walking past our row.

"i don't know, harry was understanding—i mean so was timothée, don't get me wrong. but things were a little tense with us this morning so he didn't really...care. he was a bit cold, but when is he not." i bit my lip as i buckled my seat belt, "which isn't fortunate considering that'll be my last encounter with him until another three weeks."

"don't sweat it—you're here with us now, no more stressing over boys." kayla said.

"speaking of boys." emily whispered, all of us spotting marley, andrew, and scott as they entered the plane.

"no wayyyy." andrew said loudly as he pointed at us, getting stared at by everyone, causing scott to hit the back of his neck.

we were no longer in the private business class where we knew everyone and could mess around, we were in the economy class that was packed with strangers—so a couple of dirty stares were now on us.

"oh shit you guys look familiar." i said sarcastically as they approached our row, andrew leaning his arm against the top of my seat as he looked down at us.

"damn so we're all going to cali, this is gonna be fun." scott said, removing his shades.

"hey, this is a girls trip leave us alone!" kayla said as she pointed at them, giving them deadly stares.

"don't worry i'll make sure they don't fuck things up." marley said as he held onto the strap of his bag, scott nudging him as he said "yeah right.", marley rolling his eyes.

marley looked at me, giving me the same stare he had given me when we were in the limo with griffin. almost telling me to calm down. i barely nodded as i looked at my seat belt, adjusting it. i knew he'd have to explain everything to me soon, my memories from last night were starting to come back little by little.

"ladies and gentleman, please find your way to your seats as we are ready to begin our demonstrations and announcements." one of the flight attendants said over the intercom, the voice muffled and loud as everyone shuffled around, getting into their seats.

"you look like shit by the way, good luck." scott whispered as they walked away, messing up my hair.

"wow thank you." i said as i crossed my arms, the girls laughing as we watched the boys find their seats.

i caught up with the girls as they told me all about the beach house and what they had planned for break. other than being on the beach daily, the location was near the hottest spots, all the fun activities surrounding it. they said that the best part was the beach though, since each beach house had the right to have private spots where no one could bother us. it sounded so relaxing, just sitting on the beach and being alone with them.