Please Don't Wake Me Up When I'm Dreaming, chapter 7
Tré must've fallen asleep, as well, because Mike woke us up about 30 minutes before the plane landed. Billie said that he was going to wake us up earlier, but he took more pictures instead. Once we are settled in a hotel I'm taking that camera from him.
"So, when did you two get so close?" Mike asked, grinning towards Tré and I.
"We didn't. She was just tired and I let her rest her head in my lap 'cause it woulda' been way more comfortable than these damn seats."
"Yeah. It was. For once in my life, I don't really feel all that tired, now." I said, looking up at Tré. I was still resting my head in his lap. I was quite comfortable there.
"Miracle." Was all Tré said.
"So, she's not sleeping now. Are you, Rayne?" Billie stated, giving me a wink.
"No. I'm just comfortable, here. That's all."
"Whatever you say..."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Nothing my ass!"
"Well, I say someone's got a new loooove interest." Billie said, looking back and forth from me to Tré.
"Oh, jeez! Shut up! We're just friends, Bill. Actually, I can still remember the countless times YOU fell asleep with YOUR head on my shoulder when you were tired." Tré added in. Billie looked kind of embarrassed and sat back down in his seat as he pulled out another magazine he had with him.
"Hey, Mike?"
"Hm?"
"Where's Araxie?"
"Umm..." He pointed towards the bathroom. "She's been in there for a while..."
"Oh, shit. I'm gonna go check on her." I walked back to the where the bathroom was and knocked on the door.
"Hold on!" She yelled from inside.
"Open up, it's me." She opened the door and pulled me in as she quickly shut it again.
(I'm stopping here for now because I'm keeping the rest to myself until a certain someone decides to give me a certain something. 'Till then, I'm sorry, guys!)
"So, when did you two get so close?" Mike asked, grinning towards Tré and I.
"We didn't. She was just tired and I let her rest her head in my lap 'cause it woulda' been way more comfortable than these damn seats."
"Yeah. It was. For once in my life, I don't really feel all that tired, now." I said, looking up at Tré. I was still resting my head in his lap. I was quite comfortable there.
"Miracle." Was all Tré said.
"So, she's not sleeping now. Are you, Rayne?" Billie stated, giving me a wink.
"No. I'm just comfortable, here. That's all."
"Whatever you say..."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Nothing my ass!"
"Well, I say someone's got a new loooove interest." Billie said, looking back and forth from me to Tré.
"Oh, jeez! Shut up! We're just friends, Bill. Actually, I can still remember the countless times YOU fell asleep with YOUR head on my shoulder when you were tired." Tré added in. Billie looked kind of embarrassed and sat back down in his seat as he pulled out another magazine he had with him.
"Hey, Mike?"
"Hm?"
"Where's Araxie?"
"Umm..." He pointed towards the bathroom. "She's been in there for a while..."
"Oh, shit. I'm gonna go check on her." I walked back to the where the bathroom was and knocked on the door.
"Hold on!" She yelled from inside.
"Open up, it's me." She opened the door and pulled me in as she quickly shut it again.
(I'm stopping here for now because I'm keeping the rest to myself until a certain someone decides to give me a certain something. 'Till then, I'm sorry, guys!)
