Chapter 3

Adrienne and I get some food, a soda for her, a frappe for me, a few magazines, some gum, and some extra things in case anybody else wanted anything on the plane. I make sure to get some magazines for Mom and Dad. Adrienne grabs a sports magazine for Peter.

We pay, and I stick the change and extra money in my wallet. Dad never expects any change back, and neither does Mom, because they always expect us to keep it.

We head back to the gate, to find that the plane is due in about fifteen minutes, so we eat some of our food, drink our drinks, go to the bathroom, and save the rest of the food, gum, and magazines for the plane.

When we are called for boarding, we go up early, because we are in First Class. I know it sounds ritzy, but we always travel First Class. Dad always says that that is the only way to travel, and once you travel Coach you realize just how great First Class really is. I have noticed that myself, from taking Coach and then First Class. It's the definition of major difference.

We put our things underneath the seat in front of us, or in the overhead bin, and settle down into our seats. Mom and Dad are in their own row, so are Peter and Adrienne, I am sitting next to some businessman who is already engrossed in his laptop, and halfway through a gigantic coffee. He must be on a business trip, and have been up all night preparing.

The plane takes off, and I look out the window at my last glimpse of Paris, France.

As the city disappears behind the clouds, I lean back, and shut my eyes, waiting until the flight attendants bring out some food and drinks.

The plane ride is long. We watch a movie, read our magazines, chew endless amounts of gum, eat our snacks and meals, and sleep.

Finally though, the captain tells us that we are in America. The plane will be making a stop in New York at La Guardia Airport, then continuing on to Chicago, then we will be arriving to our destination in Beverly Hills.

I sleep for the rest of the trip.