That Night

So Cerk and Nancy finally got the tickets to the plane back to America. I got to take this mini laptop so I can keep posting. Yesterday early in the morning we got the I.D.s and tickets and the flight was today. We are on the plane right now. I have a window seat. >XD Sitting next to me is Tony and on the other side is Jasmine. :\ Kinda ironic that I'm sitting next to him after what happened last night....Not that anything bad happened last night. O.o uh, heh heh. It was ust a chat...a...interesting chat. 0_O It was like 2 in the morning. And everyone knows, that nothing good every happens after 2 a.m.
I woke up for the seventh time and couldnt fall back asleep. I was tossing and turning and finally I just sat up. I felt like bursting into tears and screaming to the top of my lungs. My emotions were all jumbled up and it was starting to give me a headache. I finally let a few tears slip and sighed as quietly as I could. It came out shaky and small. I felt Jasmine ster slightly next to me.
   "You okay?" a voice whispered
I already knew who it came from but I turned to it anyway. It was Tony. He was sitting up on his bed across from mine. Remember how I said there were only four beds and we had a scheduele for who goes where and when on the computers? Well we aplied that to the beds too. Tonight was my night to sleep on the bottom bed with Jasmine, Tony sleeps on the bottom bed by himself, Audree slept on the top bed by herself and Philip and Mike were sharing the same top bed.
   "I'm fine." I lied and wiped the tears away from my eyes.
   "Are you sure?"
It was pitch black and I couldn't see his face but I could see the concered face he was putting in my head.
   "No..." a few more tears escaped "I'm sorry, I woke you up."
   "I was already up." he lied
I giggled and Jasmine kicked me and mumbled something about bubbles.
   "Ssshh.." he whispered
I tried not to giggled this time.
   "You wanna tell me whats bothering you?" he asked
Did I? I don't know. I was really emotional. I get really emotional the week before my favorite time of the month. If the ladies out there know what I'm saying. :\ Anyway, so I nodded and then remembered her couldn't see me and then said:
   "Sure,"
   "You should probably sit next to me." I could hear the smile in his tone. "You know, so, you dont wake Jasmine."
I wanted to say no but he had a point. I hate that. I walked over to him as quietly as possible and sat net to him. He moved over and lyed down. I felt awkward for a momment.
   "Well?" he asked
I punched his arm lightly.
   "You wouldn't understand."
   "Wouldn't I?" he said "You just need to relax. Lay down"
I raised my eye brow. "No, this is some move you're pulling on me."
  "Me pulling a move on you would be giving you a massage."
I smiled.
   "You know if I gave you a massage you would be more relaxed." he said slyly
I shoved him lightly.
   "You sure you're okay?" he asked concerned "I don't have to understand. I could just listen."
He had a point...I sighed.
   "If I open up to you, you have to open up to me."
   "Isn't that how it works anyway?"
I bit my lip. "Just making sure."
He laughed.
   "Ssshh" I put my hand over his mouth
I felt him smile and I took my hand off him.
   "Okay, okay," he whispered "no more distractions. Talk."
   "Okay," I started "It all started...the day I was born"
I heard him hold back a laugh. I nudged him.
   "I was kidding."
He sighed. "Please," he pleaded "This might be our only chance to talk."
   "Why?"
   "Because, I can't look like a softy in front of the guys."
I rolled my eyes and punched him hard this time.
   "Ow." he wined "I was kidding."
I chuckled.
   "Okay, the real reason I'm upset is..." It all started pouring out like a waterfall and my eyes were pouring out a waterfall too. I told him how I was scared for us and how I dreaded the thought of us ending up like Ms. I told him I was eager to find my mom but worried she might already have been caught. Or what if she is in some kind of trouble or what if we can't find her. What if she didn't leave a clue like the rest of the parents did. What if I mess up a mission. Why did things have to be so hard? Why couldn't I have a normal teenage life? Why do I feel like a huge weight on my heart? Why do I feel like beating you up but I secretly want to kiss you!....Ok maybe I didn't say that last part.
When I was done Tony didn't say anything. I also lyed down in the middle of my speech. I felt akward after a momemt and then he spoke.
   "How do you feel now?"
   "I don't know," I said "I guess a little better 'cause I shared."
   "You kinda lost me..." he admitted shyly
I sighed "I don't blame you."
He chuckled "But I understand."
   "Really?"
   "You just feel confused and you feel like your going to explode."
He....got it almost right.
    "Your absoloutly right."
He smiled. "I knew it."
I giggled. "Okay..."
   "What do you think of me?" he asked
   "What do you mean?"
   "Well, I know when we first met you totatly blew me off and thought I was a jerk."
   "Heh, so you want to know what I think now?"
   "Mmm-hhmm, and then I tell you what I think of you."
   "Okay," Tony is so silly "I think you are a...funny-"
   "You think I'm funny?"
   "Let me finish."
He chuckled and whispered in my ear. "Whatever you say gorgous."
I shivered "I also think you a terrible flirt and a weirdo."
He moved away and I knew he was smiling. "And? Do you think I'm hot?"
I put my hand on his forhead "No, your a normal temperture."
   "No, I mean...nevermind."
I giggled. "Okay, your turn."
   "Okay...I think your.....uh...hot...really hot."
   "Question," I said "Jasmine and I look the same. So you think we're both...'hot'?"
He snikered. "Heh, well...you guys don't look excatly alike."
I always thought we did.
   "How so?" I asked
   "Well, you look more mature than Jasmine, and your eye brows are more erected. It makes you look like your trying to profile someone all the time. It's cute."
   "Is that it?"
   "No, you have a different aproach when you walk."
   "My walking turns you on?" Thats when we both busted out laughing. Then we grabed eachother mouths and waiting for our giggles to die off. We heard a few people mummble and shift. We got lucky that one time.
   "Okay," I said after a momment "Your turn. What's behind the mask?"
   "What are you talking about?"
   "Oh, come on. Everyone knows that guys don't act intimite is because they don't want to get hurt...or something else."
He took a long time before he answered.
   "Uh, ssshhhh...ppppffff...mmm, eeeeerrrrr."
   "mmm, eeerrr, what?" I said
   "I...it's late.."
Even thought he was right, it wasnt far I had to open up and he gets to stay closed up.
   "Alright." I got up
   "Wait,"
I turned expecting to have him tell me or to appolygize. Instead I got this.
   ".....uh, goodnight."
   "Goodnight." I turned to leave then remembered " and thanks for talking with me."
   "Your welcome."
   "I think your sweet." I said shyly and turnded and sliped back into bed knowing all to well that Tony was staring at me.