"Goodness Nicole have you ever started packing?" My mom busted into my room without knocking.
"Yes." I looked towards my suitcase that was lying on the floor across from my bed and my mom followed my gaze. She walked over and started looking through my stuff.
"Seriously? The only thing in here is a bikini and skanky bras." She looked over at me and held up my leopard print bra.
"Cute right?" She glared at me and threw it down in the suitcase.
"Finish packing now." She walked out of my room and I picked up my phone.
"Sorry about that," I picked up my phone and held it to my ear.
"I cant wait to spend a week with you in Hawaii." Gale was coming with us because my uncle was getting married and the two had been long time friends.
"I cant wait to see what you're going to do with me in the same house for an entire week."
"Nicole finish packing now!" I heard my mom scream from the bottom of the stairs.
"I gotta go. See you in the morning."
"Bye." I hung up and packed for the next seven days keeping gale in mind.
5 am came too early I was woken by the sounds of my mom finishing last minute packing and my dad grumbling about how a fifth marriage isn't real and he did not want to go. I slowly dragged myself out of bed and felt exhausted.
"Nicole come help your mom!" I couldn't believe I had to help her.
When I got downstairs I heard my dad clanking around in the kitchen probably trying to
make coffee. I walked to my parents room to see my mom throwing toiletries in a small bag. "Hold on," my mom said looking up at me. She shoved the bag into her suitcase and threw clothes at me. "Fold these so they fit in there." I rolled my eyes and complied. By the time we finished it was already 5:30 and we had to leave at 6. I ran to my room to get dressed. I grabbed a pair of short black shorts, a strapless bra, and a one shoulder hot pink shirt. I threw those on and ran a brush through my hair a few times and brushed my teeth. My dad had already grabbed my suitcase and was yelling yet again.
"We need to leave!" I was going to have to do my makeup in the car.
I ran downstairs to find my mom had beat me to the front door.
"We're picking Gale up," my dad muttered before opening the door. The drive to Gale's house only took 5 minutes. When we got there my dad honked the horn and waited.
"Go get him," my dad looked at me. I got out and walked to the front door.
I rang the doorbell and waited, no answer. "Use the spare key!" My dad yelled form the car.
I picked up the third fake rock and got the key out. Unlocking the door I took a deep breath. This was the first time I had been to gales since we started sleeping together. I scurried to his bedroom just in time to see him zipping his jeans up. I took the opportunity to admire his torso and deep tan. Hey he walked over to me, grabbed the back of my neck, and drew me in to a kiss. I tasted the mixture of spearmint and cherry chap stick as I grabbed onto his back, lightly dipping my nails into him. He moved his other hand to the small of my back and pulled me in closer to him. We both heard the car horn beep and quickly broke the kiss.
"Hurry up," I finally said. He grabbed a black t-shirt and threw it on.
"You know the plane is going to be cold right?" He looked over my body and I felt shivers run down my spine.
"Come on," I grabbed his hand and walked him towards the door. He picked up his suitcase and stopped suddenly, pulling me back towards him.
"I missed you," he whispered in my ear. It had been over 3 weeks since I had seen him.
"Come on, dads already pissed." I grabbed his hand and lead him out of the room.
The airport was hectic as usual. My mom had gotten the tickets 3 weeks ago and there were no first class seats left so we had to sit in coach. Of course I wound up next to Gale. "I'm tired," I looked over at him and yawned. At that moment a beautiful woman sat down in the seat on his other side. I saw him look at her and return to his book. He knew I was watching him. I scooted towards the window away from him and fell asleep before the plane took off.
I was woken by someone kicking my seat.
"Dude don't." I turned around and peered at two 12 year old twin boys and a girl I assumed was their younger sister. Great.
"Can I help you?" I looked over at the boy who had kicked my seat.
"My brother thinks you're hot."
"Shut up Caleb!"
I heard Gale chuckle next to me and I looked over at him. He was trying to conceal a smile.
Then his little sister finally spoke, "No he doesn't, Calebjust likes older girls!"
I looked over at the original twin. "I guess we have something in common!"