THE JOURNEY

They sat down and gave her a whole lecture on how the so-called emergency earring works.

"Okay! I've heard. I'll tap it twice and an alarm will go on in the house and it will start to beep to signify I'm in trouble" she shouted.

"You have to put It on," her father said. "Yes dad" she answered as she put the earnings on, it was beautiful and coated with diamond.

"Good girl," her mother said. "Whatever" she answered. She looked at the wall clock and shouted. "Oh my God, I'm late. I better start going" she said and stood up.

The maids helped her put all her bags in the car and she entered the car. "Bye mum, bye dad, love you," she said as she waves at them. "Love you too" they both chorused. "Be safe" her mother said. "Sure" she answered

"My parent does love me" she whispered as she was headed towards the airport where the journey was to begin.

They arrived at the airport and as she was coming down from her car, she also sited John from afar coming down from his car, she looked at him and hissed.

She went straight to take her ticket that would determine her seat number and she took it, she was 59. "Drat! I should have come earlier" she murmured and went to where all J. s. s. 3 students were standing.

As the principal was addressing them, she saw John behind her. After addressing them they check in and their luggage was put on the plane through forward and rear cargo.

There was a separate plane for the J. s. s. 3 and S. s. 3 students. "You may enter the plane and locate your seats" they heard coming from someone inside the plane.

"59....59...59..." Shelly kept repeating until she found her seat. "Ah, here it is," she said as she sat down. She looked at her front and sited Rita two seats away from her. "Hay Rita" she shouted. Rita looked back and saw her then she waved back.

"After this journey, I'll have plenty of time to talk to Rita. I'll just find a way to talk to her if anything urgent comes up" she whispered.

"60...60....60," John said walking towards where Shelly was sitting. "Ah, here it is finally," he said and Shelly looked up. "What are you doing here," Shelly asked. "This is my seat," he said and sat down next to her. "Why!!!!" she cried out silently.

"Everyone fastens your seat belt" a flight attendant announced everyone buckled their seat belt and the plane finally took off.

Shelly was listening to music on her headset that uses Bluetooth and a memory card. She could feel John's eyes on her. "Why is he looking at me like a fool," Shelly thought in her head.

"You know he likes you, that's why" another thought came in interrupting her first thought, which was her conscience."Let me look for a way to talk to Rita," she said as she removed the headset from her ears.

"Hi Rita, it's me. I'm sitting with John, I feel like suffocating" she wrote on a paper and transferred it to her with the help of a girl in her front.

"Hay, I know it's you, deal with it. Yours is better, I'm sitting with a guy I've never spoken to in our class. He is boring, I want to die, help me" she wrote back to Shelly.

She read it and laughed loudly. "What's making you laugh," John asked. "None of your business" she answered. "That suits you, dearly, hold on," she wrote back. "Ha, ha, very funny. I'll talk to you later, this method of writing to you is not very good, I can't wait to have my phone back" she wrote back.

"I'm going to get juice," she said after she read the note and stood up. "Where are you going," John asked. "Juice" she answered. "The flight attendant can get that for you," he said.

"I want to get it myself," she said and left, then she came back with a tray of juice. The plane drifted a little bit and the juice poured on John's body.

She looked everywhere and saw that no one's attention was drawn. She sighed relief and looked at John who was still sitting with his cloth wet.

"I'm so sorry," she said and knelt beside him, brought out a napkin, and intended to clean his shirt. "That won't do," he said. She looked at him and pretended she didn't hear him and still intended to clean it when John held her hand.

"I said that won't help," he said calmly. "Okay," she said as she slowly pulled her hand from his and stood up.

"I'll go wash the stain off," he said and left then she sat down. She sneaked to meet Rita and told her what happened. All she could do was laugh.

She went back to her seat, and soon she stood up, going to the washroom to check what he was doing. She got close to the door and heard him murmuring, she listened quietly.

"I like her but I can't tell her. She'll just kill me if I confess because of what I did to her before. I must tell her how I feel" he said and was heading towards the door. She quickly went to sit down and pretended nothing happened then he came and sat down.

"I can see the stain removed," she said. "Yeah, but my shirt is wet," he said. "Obviously, but it will dry soon," she said sounding assuring. She took her headset and put it back on and very soon she looked at John and found out his eyes were shut.

"Perfect time," she said and smiled. She removed her headset and brought out her camera.She took a picture of him. When she has taken up to about five pictures, he opened his eyes and she was shocked.

"Taking pictures of me because you thought I was sleeping," he said. "No I wasn't, I was just taking a picture of a bird that passed," she said and soon she regret saying that, wishing she had thought of a better lie.

"A bird, inside the plane," he asked. "I was taking pictures of myself" she lied again. "You self, you're confused," he said. "Ha ha," she answered and hissed. He stopped talking to her and continued his meditation.

"Thank God he didn't ask any more questions. I'll transfer the pictures to my phone and save it as my wallpaper as soon as I get to camp" she whispered.

"Was she taking photos of me, no she might be right. She was taking photos of herself, hum, funny" he thought in his mind.

She slept off, and so did John. Rita was bored and she sneaked. to Shelly's seat and saw both of them sleeping.

"What" she exclaimed as she brought out her camera. "I must take a photo of them like this," she said and took a photo of them.

Shelly was on John's chest and his hand was across her shoulders with their heads together as they were peacefully sleeping. After taking several photos of them she left.

A few minutes later, John woke up and was surprised to see Shelly sleeping on his body. He carefully placed her head in her seat because it would be trouble for him if she woke up and find herself like that.

A few minutes later, she woke up and she regained consciousness in a few seconds. "When will this trip be over" she murmured to herself.

She looked at her side and saw a picture. She picked it up and looked at it, she was surprised and knew Rita was behind it.

She saw a note attached to it and it read: It's not my fault, I came to talk to you and found you two in that state. Once we get to camp I'll send the pictures to Joan, also have a copy here.

"John did you know about this" she turned to him and showed him the picture. "No! wow so cute" he said. "It's not" she answered.

"Rita I know you are behind this, you're unbelievable. When we get out of this plane I'll deal with you" she wrote and passed it to her.

She read it and Shelly could see her laughing. She looked at the picture, "It's cute" she whispered smiling and John noticed her smiling and wondered what she was looking at that made her smile that much.

The plane finally landed at their private airport sharing boundaries with the site for the camp and their luggage was brought out.