April,
"The captain has turned off the fasten seat belt sign. You're now free to move about the cabin." A flight attendant announced.
Trina, Tori and I were currently on a plane, flying back to LA after spending the weekend with our grandparents in Idaho. Ever since I could remember, my sisters and I would always spend the first week of April with them. It was a tradition.
"Hey, Y/n, Tori." Trina called. I opened an eye, as I was trying to sleep. "Hey." she called again causing Tori to lower her book and look at her.
"What?"
"Is this chicken?" She put her fork with the chicken on it in my face, then moved it towards Tori, who sniffed it.
"I think it might be pineapple."
"Or part of a thumb." I added.
"Uch, I can't eat airplane food. Too gross, ugh." Trina said, disgusted, pulling the fork back and cleaning up her food tray.
She reached over me, putting the dirty food tray on Tori's tray who just stared at it.
"And why is this now on my tray table?"
Trina looked up from the window, "Because I'm done with it."
"I don't care if you're done with it." Tori argued as the little boy behind Trina's chair started kicking her seat, again. "Keep the garbage on—"
"Hey, kid. I told you to stop kicking my seat." Trina faced him.
"So?" The little boy mocked, continuing to kick her seat which was making my chair rock as well.
"Stop that!" Trina shouted.
"You're not the queen of this plane."
Trina turned to his father, who was sat behind Tori. "Excuse me, will you please do something about your son?" she asked politely.
The father sighed, not looking up from his newspaper. "Will you stop kicking her seat?"
"No."
Trina and I looked at the father, who shrugged and went back to his newspaper.
"Some people are so rude!" Trina said sitting back down, turning to look at Tori and me.
"I know!" Tori grabbed Trina's dirty napkin and held it up.
"This is captain Stew Bings, sorry about our late start today. We should be arriving in Los Angeles at around 11:14 PM."
"Wait, what time did he say?" I sat up, rubbing my eyes.
"11:14" Trina repeated.
"Oh, great, 3 and half hours late." Tori groaned, looking at her phone.
"Why do you care?"
"We're supposed to meet Beck, Andre and Cat to write a script for class that's due in the morning." I spoke.
"What teacher?" Trina asked.
"Gradstein." Tori responded.
"Ooh, he's tough."
"No, chiz."
"What is chiz anyway?"
"Andre thinks it's a German sausage."
"I think it's another way to say cheese or cheez itz?" I added, in which Trina nodded in response as a flight attendant walked up.
She stood in the aisle, by Tori's seat handing a glass of water to the man across from us. "Here is your water."
"Thank you." He smiled, taking his glass.
"Can I get you anything?" She asked the person next to him.
"Uh, excuse me?" Tori turned to her.
"Yes?"
"Does this plane have Wi-Fi?" I asked once she turned towards us.
"No, but we do have wireless internet service."
Tori turned her head to her laptop, scrunching her nose up as she looked back at the flight attendant. "That's what Wi-Fi is."
"Please don't give me attitude." She smiled as she walked away, leaving us confused.
Tori opened her laptop, logging in, "What are you doing?" Trina asked.
"I'm going to see if Andre's online so we can work over video chat."
"Oh, smart. Maybe you guys can uh—" she stopped, turning to look at the little boy who was kicking her seat, again.
"Did you just kick my seat again!?"
"Why don't you ask your butt!" He retorted and continued kicking her chair.
"Look, if you don't knock it off I'm going to tell the flight attendant." Trina sat up in her chair, almost eye level with the little boy.
"Ooh, you're a scary witch!"
"I wish I was a witch because I would take my broom stick and I would-"
"Trina, sit!" I scolded, pulling her down to her seat.
She gave me a look, sitting down.
"Oh, good, Andre's online." Tori clicked on his profile.
"I need some more air." Trina said, putting her arm directly in front of my face trying to work the controls.
"You have a pimple under your arm." I pointed out.
She pulled her arm down, covering it with her other hand. "Don't talk about it!"
I shrugged as Andre's voice filled my ears. "Tori Vega, what's up?"
"I'm here too!" I said, moving my head into the camera view.
"Y/n Vega, What's up girl?"
"Hey, were on the plane." Tori grinned.
"You're on the plane? Well, If I were you I'd get in the plane." He chuckled at his own joke, hard. Which made me laugh a little.
"So ya'll on the plane." He said, continuing.
"And we're not going to land until after 11." Tori told him.
"Oh, but we gotta write that script for class."
"I know, want to do it over video chat?"
"Yea, sure I'll text Cat and Beck and tell them to get online." He pulled his phone out.
"I can text Beck?" I offered.
"Yeah, go head." Andre said.
"Cool." Tori smiled, glancing at me.
Trina raised her arm up as she turned to look at me. "Will you pop this for me?" She pointed at her pit pimple.
"Noo." I said a little grossed out.
"I let you borrow my green sweater last week!" She said,
"And?" I asked, my eyes widening at her.
"We're sisters! If you had a pit pimple, I'd—" She paused and whipped her head towards the boy sitting behind her. "quit kicking my seat!"
"Quit kicking my seat!" He mocked, standing up and kicking it again.
"Your desserts." The flight attendant said, giving 3 'pudding' cups.
"W-what is this?" Trina asked, holding the middling cup slightly up.
"I don't know, pudding?" She answered dryly, walking away.
I took the lid off, looking at it. It was greasy for some reason, but it smelled like bananas.
"Aww, it has fur on it." Trina pouted, looking at her pudding cup as well.
"Just like your pimple." Tori taunted, laughing causing me to snort and giggle too.
"Woo! Your a long one!" Trina cheered, as she plucked her eyebrows.
"Hey, Tori. Hey." Andre waved his arms, getting our attention.
"Oh, hey uh did you get Cat and Beck?" She asked, glancing at me.
"Mhm." I nodded.
"Yeah, they're about to get online." Andre said.
"Nice." She paused, taking in Andre's background. "Where are you?"
"At my grandma's house."
"Why are you at your grandma's?"
"She called me and said she was scared because the numbers kept changing on the digital clock."
"Isn't that what clocks do?" I asked, moving my head a little closer into view.
"All I know when I got here, she was hiding under her bed."
"Did you get her out?" Tori asked as Trina moved her arm closer to me, trying to get me to pop her pit pimple.
"No!" I murmured, pushing her arm away.
"Ugh!" She groaned as I looked back to Tori's laptop.
"But I had to use butter." He said, his face close to his laptop. We heard a ding, alerting us someone was online. "Oh! Cat's on." He screwed the lid on his water, putting it down on the table next to him.
"Yeah, I see..uh let me invite her." Tori moved to scroll, sending an invite.
"Hey, are you two gonna eat your pudding?" Trina asked, motioning to our untouched pudding cups.
"You ate yours?" I questioned as Tori, and I turned to look at her with a face of disgust.
"Yeah, I just scraped the fur right off the top, it wasn't bad." She said.
I picked up mine, giving it to her as Tori did the same. "Go nuts."
"Hi!" Cat greeted from her colorful bedroom.
"What's up little red?" Andre said.
"Hey Cat."
"Hi, Cat." I said, moving my head into view.
"Andre!" Andre's grandmother called.
"One sec." He said as his grandma came into view "What's wrong, grandma?"
"The numbers on my clock changed again." She said looking around erratically, placing her hand on the chair.
"It's a clock, grandma. The numbers are supposed to change." He assured.
"What happened to my butter?" She blurted, yelling.
"I'll go to the store tomorrow and get you some more butter." She ran off, screaming before a crash sound was heard.
"What was that?" Cat asked.
"My grandmother just screamed."
"Why? What happened?" I asked.
"I don't know. I think she saw herself in the mirror." He answered as he leaned back, looking after where she ran off to.
"ANDRE, THERE'S ANOTHER ME ON THE WALL!" She yelled.
"It's okay, grandma. Just introduce yourself, I'm sure she's nice."
"Beck's online." Cat said.
"Yep." Andre turned and looked at his laptop.
"Requesting..." Tori said, inviting him to the video call.
"Ow!" Trina cried as that rotten little boy kicked her seat rather hard.
"What?" Tori asked, looking up.
"That rotten kid behind me kicked my seat again and made me poke my eye!"
"I didn't kick your seat." The little boy said.
"You did too!"
"How's your pit zit!?" He jeered.
"That tears it!" Trina sat up in her chair, going to literally attack the little boy.
"Trina!" I grabbed her, sitting her bum back in her seat.
"He's a little boy!" Tori said.
"Yeah, and I'm about to put him into a little hospital!" She retorted, turning to the window.
I looked at the little boy, going to tell him to chill but he was already looking at me. He then winked at me; I turned back around after that.
"You requested my face." Beck said, holding a small puppy to his chest.
"Hey, man" "Hi." "Hey Beck." They greeted.
"Hi baby!" I said, talking to the dog.
"Hey." He said.
"I was talking to the puppy, but hi." I greeted.
"Yea, is that a dog with you?" Tori asked.
"Oh, look at the puppy!" Cat said, moving closer to the camera.
"He's cute, huh?" He brought his face to the puppy.
"So cute." Tori agreed.
"Is he yours?" Andre asked.
"Nah, I'm watching her for my neighbor while she's at cheerleading practice."
"She? Cheerleader?" I said, turning Tori's laptop slightly towards me.
"You live next door to a cheerleader?" Andre asked.
"I do." Beck replied, as I squinted my eyes at him.
"Figures, I live next door to a one-legged old man that throws lemons at me." Andre enlightened, making us laugh.
"So, what's up?"
"Tori and Y/n's plane's late." Andre said.
"We don't get in till almost midnight!"
"But we've got to write the script for Gradstein's class." Beck pointed out.
"Yeah, so we're going to do it over video chat." Andre explained.
"Cool, sounds good."
"All right, I will type." Tori instructed, opening up a new document.
"Cat, read the assignment."
"Kk." She grabbed her notebook, opening up her notes. "It says, write a single scene script between seven and 10 pages. The scene must involve a mystery, ooh, use at least three characters and have a surprise plot twist."
"Got it."
"We can do that."
"Ideas?" I asked, getting my notebook and pen from my carry-on bag.
"Hey! You guys want to hear a cute joke?"
"A joke?" Andre asked.
"Yeah, listen. OK, what did the young shrimp say when his mom asked him why wouldn't he share any of his toys?" She shrugged.
"What?" Tori asked her.
"Sorry, I'm a little shellfish!" She laughed. I didn't laugh but I did smile, it was a cute little joke. "Get it? Cause shrimp are very self-centered."
"I- i think the joke is that shellfish sounds like selfish." Tori said.
"Oh, my God! That's even funnier!" She giggled, then recomposed herself. "Ok, back to the script."
"Hey! What if our script is about a kid who goes into a closet to look for something and.." A beeping sound cut her off, making her look at the screen. "Uch." she groaned, rolling her eyes.
"What?" I asked before looking at the screen as well, "Oh."
It was Robbie requesting to join.
"What was that?"
"Robbie's requesting to join our chat." She clicked the accept button.
"Hey." He said.
"Hi." "Hey Robbie." "What's up." "Hey Rob." We greeted.
"Hey, Robbie, what did the young shrimp say when his mom said—"
"I'm a little shellfish, you told me yesterday." He said cutting Cat off.
"Poo!"
"Listen, I need your guys help."
"Hm, you need professional help." Rex taunted, looking up at Robbie.
"I don't either!"
"Robbie." Andre called him, getting back on track.
"We're trying to work on a script that's due in the morning." I said.
"This will just take a second." Rex said.
"Ok, what's your problem?" Beck asked him.
"On Friday, at school, I asked Rex if he wanted to see a movie with me on Sunday night, true or false?" He looked at Rex.
"You said, how would you feel about seeing a movie on Sunday night and I said sounds like a plan."
"Exactly! And now it's Sunday night and Rex said he has other plans!"
"Which I do."
"Why would you make other plans when you said you'd see a movie with me?"
"You guys!" Tori whined, trying to get their attention.
They looked to the laptop screen, still going back and forth. "I never said I would see a movie with you, I said 'sounds like a plan'."
"What's the difference?" Robbie asked Rex as Tori sat back in her chair, huffing.
"You never called me to confirm!"
"I'm gonna get a root beer." Andre announced, getting up.
Beck looked up from rubbing his eye, looking to the screen. "Robbie, Rex you guys work this out yourselves."
"Bye Robbie!" I waved, scrolling to kick him out the chat.
"Wait! Don't kick us out of the chat!" He pleaded, right before I hit the red kick button. "No, don't!"
His previous video chat tab went black as I clicked out of it.
Andre sat back down, root beer in hand. "All right, back to our script."
"What if we write about a giraffe who learns to love?" Cat suggested, smiling.
"A giraffe?" Andre questioned, pausing. "T-that's not good." he shook his head.
"No." Tori put her face to the camera and shook her head.
"Let's just stick to the kid in the closet."
"Right." She agreed, "So, I was thinking maybe he comes home from school and goes into his closet, and there's like a small secret door in the back of..." Tori began to explain but stopped when a giggling Cat turned on the special effects filter.
"Cat? What are you doing?" I asked, laughing a little.
"I clicked on rainbow, Woooo!" She moved her hands around, a shimmer appearing behind her hands when she did.
"Will you please stop that?" Tori asked.
"We gotta do this project." Andre added.
She tapped a key on her keyboard, the filter going away. "Sorry!"
"Now where were we?" She sighed, leaning back in her chair.
"Uh, the kid goes into the closet." I said looking at what I wrote in my notebook.
"Right, and maybe he's not a normal kid, maybe he's like created by a scientist in a government lab or—" She stopped when another video chat request popped up on the screen.
"Who's that?" Andre asked.
"Jade, she didn't text me back. Let me see what she wants." I said.
"Aww." Tori groaned, laying her back.
I clicked on accept, letting her in. "Hey Jade. We're doing a project that's due tomorrow so—"
"Where have you been?"
"On the plane?"
"I left you a voicemail and a text and still you haven't called me back."
"Jade, I'm on a plane. It probably didn't come through."
"So, you're ignoring me."
"No, no Jade, I didn't even know you texted me!"
"Why do you have that animal?" She asked Beck, now ignoring me.
My best friend, everyone.
"It's my neighbor's dog."
"The cheerleader." Andre egged.
"Cheerleader? Y/n?" She asked, her eyes looking to Beck then to me.
"Why, why would you say that?" Beck said, closing his eyes.
"Sorry." Andre apologized.
"You know what cheerleaders have?" Cat asked, pausing, "Pep."
"Pep?"
"Did she say pep?" Tori and Beck questioned.
"Why are you doing favors for a cheerleader? And what is she doing for you?" I asked him, moving the laptop to face me.
"It's not what you think, she just—"
"I'm coming over. I need to know who this 'cheerleader' is, because my best friend, your girlfriend, is in the air and currently can't." Jade said.
"N-no, no, you don't need to do—" Beck tried to tell her before she closed her laptop.
"Hm!" I said looking the other way and moving the laptop towards Tori, being intentionally extra.
"All right, so far we have nothing! So, it would be great if we could do a little writing together okay?"
Cat turned on the special filters on again, playing around with them. "Look! I'm in a kaleidoscope! Woo!"
"Woah, how did she do that?" Andre questioned, very interested.
"You just click effects in the lower left!"
"This is not a time for effects!" Tori said.
"Woo, hoo!"
Andre turned on an effect, making his head look like a big air balloon. "Hey, look at me! You guys are giving me a headache!"
"Andre!"
"Woo, I'm getting dizzy. Look at me! I'm spinning!" Beck said as he spinned around, grinning, causing me to smile and laugh.
"What effect is that? Cat asked.
"Uh, it's spinning clockwise."
"Why tell her that?!" Tori asked in annoyances.
As Beck spinned around, and Andre and Cat switched filters, Tori tried to get them back on task. "Were not making progress!"
"Here I go!"
"Andre, I need you to focus and keep your eyes on t—"
"Woah! I'm spinning! I can't focus on anything!" He said in glee.
"It's like a spaceship!" Beck said.
"I'm princess rotation!" Cat exclaimed.
"You guys. We have a project to work on." I said trying to be the mediator.
"I'm not gonna just sit here and watch you guys spin clockwise!" Tori said.
"Hey, you heard the lady. Ready?" Beck said amused.
They pushed a button, making them spin counterclockwise now. "Counterclockwise!" Andre exclaimed.
"We're in reverse now!" Beck said, lying back on his couch. He looked a bit dizzy.
"That's not what I meant!" They were stressing Tori out, and me If I was being honest. I just wanted to lay in my bed.
"Look at me, going back in time!" Cat giggled as I started scrolling through the effects.
What? If you can't beat em, join em.
I clicked on the clouds one, it made look like I was in the sky!
"Look! I'm in the clouds!!" I said, laughing.
"Literally!" Cat gasped.
"When did I become the mature one?" Tori asked.
"I don't know." Trina chimed, flossing her teeth. We heard a banging, the little boy kicking Trina's seat again. "Quit it! she yelled, glancing back.
"Make me!" He provoked.
"Oh, I'm going to make you kid!" She turned around, facing him. Her legs in her seat.
"You guys!" Tori called as Trina yelled at the little boy while he mocked and provoked her more and Beck, Andre, Cat and I were playing with effects.
I think a baby was crying too.
"You cannot treat me like this, excuse me your son is being a little brat!!"
"Alright! So, the little boy yells—" I stopped when Trina's leg hit my leg. She was listening to music, and dancing. A little too much.
"Will you stop that?" Tori asked, stopping her typing.
Trina shimmied, back and forth, muttering lyrics. She took out an earphone, glancing at us. "What?" she asked, a little loud.
Tori reached over me, pulling the earphone Trina put back in her ear. "Stop dancing like a weirdo!" Trina looked at her with offence.
"So, the little boy yells what?" She sighed sitting back down.
"How about, mom, there's evil in my closet! Eviiiilll!" Andre suggested.
"Ok, good. Um how do I spell eviiiilll?" She asked, repeating 'evil' the way Andre said it.
"It's four I's and three L's." Beck answered, swigging his soda.
"Got it." Tori started typing, "Ok, now, why don't we say, the mom walks into the closet to find her son's face being eaten by—"
"Look! Now I'm a cherry pie. I'm pie girl! But don't bite off my nose!" Cat giggled, putting on a pie filter.
Tori moved her face close to camera, scolding Cat. "Cat, we have a 10-page script due tomorrow morning and were on page three. And you're not helping at all, now will you please stop acting like a child!?"
Cat paused, starting to cry. The pie filter was still on her face.
"There she goes." Beck said.
"I- Look, I didn't mean to yell at you! Please don't cry, I'm just frustrated because—" Cat left the video chat, "Oh." Tori sat back in her chair, groaning.
"What happened?" Trina asked, looking over at Tori's laptop.
"I made Cat cry, and she signed off."
"Well, you have to learn how to be careful with people's feelings." Trina advised, pausing as the little boy kicked her seat, repeatedly. She turned in her seat, now facing him, "Stop kicking my seat, you worthless little nub!"
"Shut up, old lady!" He replied, making Beck and Andre laugh.
"Are you going to let your kid talk to me that way?" She turned to his father, who had just woken up from his nap.
He looked at her, pulling the little blanket he had on, off. "I gotta take a whaz."
"ENJOY YOUR WHAZ!" Trina yelled, glaring at him as he got up use the bathroom.
"So, where are we in the script?" Andre asked, pulling our attention.
"Uh, still page three." I spoke.
"The boy says, mom, there's evil in my closet, eviiiilll." Tori reminded.
"Right." "Oh yeah."
"Okay, so what if the closet starts turning into a firey den of—" I was cut off by Robbie's request to join the video chat.
"Is that Robbie again?" Andre sighed.
"Yeah, he wants to rejoin our chat." I said, moving to deny his request.
"No." "Deny."
"Denying." I said as I clicked the red button, making his request go away.
"Move back." Trina called, getting up.
"Where are you going?" Tori looked at her.
"The tanning salon, where do you think I'm going? I gotta take a whaz."
"But the little boy's dad is in the bathroom?" I said, gesturing to the bathroom behind us.
"I'm not going back there; I'm going to go pee in the first-class lavatory."
"You're not allowed to." Tori pointed out.
"Yeah, yeah, move." Trina said, struggling to move over me and Tori. Her butt passed Tori's camera causing Andre and Beck to both scream.
"Ah!"
"W-w-what was that?!" Andre asked, looking almost traumatized.
Once Trina was out of the way, Tori moved closer to the camera. "That was Trina's butt." They both grimaced.
"That was horrible." Andre said, still recovering. I was laughing my ass off.
Tori turned around, facing the little boy who was now standing behind my seat. He must've tapped her or something. "Your sister's a freak."
"Yeah, we know." Tori sighed, turning back around.
"But she's kinda hot."
"Did— did you just call our sister hot?" I asked, straining to look at him.
"Yep, but you two are hotter."
Tori sat up, putting her palm on the boy's face and pushed, making the boy fall back in his seat. She turned around, moving hair out of her face as I laughed, "So, who's your new boyfriend there?" Andre teased.
"Not cute, Andre." Tori replied, as we heard a banging noise, and it wasn't coming from the plane either.
"What's that noise?" Andre asked as Jade yelled, "Open the door!" She continued her loud knocking.
"Is that Jade?" Tori questioned, moving closer to her camera.
"Yeah." Beck answered, "I'm bust working on a project!"
"I need to talk to you!" She yelled from outside the door, still banging on the door.
It was bound to break soon, y'know this could've came in handy when we were stuck.
Y'know, in Beck's RV.
At Venice!
"Sorry, door's locked!" He paused, the door opening. "Now it's not locked." He said as Jade walked in.
"She has a key?" Tori asked.
"No, she has a foot."
"What is going on?" Jade asked with her hands on her hips, standing by Beck's couch.
"You just kicked my door open."
"Put the dog down and tell me about this cheerleader chick who lives next door all of a sudden! Hi Y/n." She bent down, waving.
"Hii! And yea, tell us about the cheerleader Beck." I waved back.
"I'm not going to put the dog down."
"Oh, aren't you!"
"If you want to meet the cheerleader, she'll be back any minute to pick up her dog."
"Then I'll wait for her." She put her purse down, sitting on the end of Beck's bed.
"Whatever you want." Beck muttered, turning towards his laptop.
"Okay, can we get back to the script now?" Tori asked.
"Yeah, let's get this done." Andre said.
"Okay, boys in the closet, face being eaten, mom walks in and—" Beck summarized, as another video chat request popped up on our screens.
"Another video chat request?" I whined.
"Who is it now?"
"Someone named 'Lil'Stephanie21'" Tori answered Andre.
"Who's she?"
"I don't know, let me see." Tori groaned, moving to let the person in.
"Hello." Robbie greeted, cheesing.
"Robbie!" I exclaimed.
"Dude!"
"Oh, come on!"
"You created a face screen name?" Tori asked.
"You denied my real one!" He said, moving closer to the screen.
"But why 'LilStephanie21?'" Andre questioned.
"Because 'LilStephanie 1 through 20 were taken." He said, looking down at Rex. "What?"
"You couldn't have picked a boy's name?"
"Says a lot, doesn't it?" Rex chided, shocking Tori a little.
"It doesn't matter what the name is— Robbie! You can't ke—" I said before he cut me off.
"Look, don't you guys agree, if a person says he'll see a movie with you on Sunday night, he should honor that commitment and not just leave me hanging—" Tori clicked the X, in the corner of Robbie's video chat tab, removing him from our chat.
"What happened to Robbie?" Beck asked.
"My finger." She smirked.
"Ah."
"All passengers please—"
"Move, move, move!" Trina yelped, rushing to her seat before she sat on me instead.
"Ah!"
"It's back!" Beck and Andre yelled.
"Will you stop wiggling your butt in my friends faces!" Tori scolded.
"Yeah and get off me please!?" I said, moving her hair out of my face.
Ignoring what we just said, Trina grinned, facing Tori. "Guess who I just met in first class?"
"Who?" Tori asked.
"Perez Hilton!"
"Shut up." Tori and I both said, a little awestruck.
"I swear! Row one, seat B."
"Oh, man, please tell me you didn't bother Perez Hilton!" Tori said.
"I had to!"
"Trina!" I whined.
"Do you realize how powerful he is in Hollywood? He could make me famous overnight!" She grabbed Tori by her shoulders, shaking her, causing Trina to rock back and forth on my lap.
Trina stopped, letting go of Tori. "So, you talked to him?" I asked.
"I tried to, but then he called the flight attendant, who called the sky marshal and then they escorted me out of first class!" She explained, grinning.
"So why are you all smiley?" Tori asked, now.
Trina raised her hand up, showing us a silver camera. "I got his camera!"
"Why!?" We both exclaimed.
"Because tomorrow, I'll email him, say I found his camera and he'll be so grateful when I give it back that he'll write about me in his blog, and I'll be famous!"
"You're delusional." I said.
"Whatever happened to getting famous by having some talent?"
"Talent has nothing to do with being famous!" She smiled, touching Tori's hand.
Another ding went off, another person wanting to join our video chat. "Oh, now who?" Tori asked.
"Somebody wants to join our chat." Andre sighed.
"Probably Robbie again." Beck said.
"Uck."
"What's the screen name?" Andre asked.
"Mr. Skinny Jeans." Tori answered, looking at the request.
"Oh— That's Sinjin." Andre said.
Tori sighed, hitting the green 'Accept' button, letting Sinjin in.
"Hey guys, I see your video chatting." He greeted, moving his head closer to the camera.
"What do you need, cause were really kind of busy." Tori said as Trina started to lean back on me, pulling her phone out.
"Trina!" I scolded.
She waved me off, typing.
"Are you on a plane?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm on a plane." Tori answered.
"And they have Wi-Fi?"
"No, Sinjin, they have the world's largest internet cable hanging out the window."
Tori's comment flied right over his head, "Nah, uh. Airplane windows don't open."
"Hey, wait a minute." Jade said getting up, moving closer to Beck's laptop. "Sinjin." She called.
Sinjin moved closer to the camera, his whole face covering up the background. "Hi, Jade."
"Where did you get that lamp?" She asked.
He turned around, moving away from the camera, looking at the lamp. "Um, at the lamp store."
"It looks exactly like the lamp I have in my den, at home."
"Oh. Weird." His eyes bulked out.
"Are you in my house?" She yelled, making Sinjin freeze then get up, running away. "TAKE YOUR COMPUTER WITH YOU!"
He ran back, grabbing it. "Please don't tell my mother!"
I moved around Trina, kicking Sinjin out of chat. "All right, we're not accepting any more chat requests, okay?" I said.
"Good."
"Agreed."
"ANDRE! Stop talking to yo self!" Andre's grandmother said, entering his view.
"Grandma, I'm not talking to myself. I'm talking to Tori, Y/n and Beck."
"That's a lie, they're not here!" She looked around, at the ceiling, at the ground, behind her back.
"I'm talking to them online, see?"
She moved to stand beside him, bending down a little to look at his laptop.
"Hi Mrs. Harris." Tori and I greeted.
"How you doing?" Beck greeted.
"I don't understand this." She yelled.
"Grandma!" Andre called before she screamed and punched his laptop screen.
"Ah, grandma, just go sit down on your couch!"
"It's just me, Mrs. Harris." Tori tried to soothe, but she was only making it worse. She didn't know her-
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" She yelled, punching the laptop one more time before it went black, making Andre's tab go black. Tori jumped, not expecting her outburst.
"Well." I said, looking at Tori.
"Guess that just leaves us 3." Beck said, looking down at the puppy.
"And me." Jade added from behind him.
"Let's just get an F and be done with this." I sighed, resting my head on Tori's shoulder as I moved some of Trina's hair out of my face.
"Oh, come on, we can finish this script ourselves." Beck said.
"You really want to?" I pouted.
"Sure, why don't we just try to—" He paused, looking back towards his RV door.
"Oh, now what?" Tori whined.
"Is that your cheerleader friend?" I asked, moving closer to the laptop and moving it towards me.
"Come in!" He called as Jade smirked.
"Yeah, come in!" She yelled.
The door opened, a little girl no older than 11 entered in a cheerleading uniform. "Hi Beck!" She greeted leaving me and Jade stunned.
"Hi Allie." Beck greeted.
Allie came and sat down by Beck, glancing at Jade. "Jade, this is my next-door neighbor, Allie. Allie this is my cousin, Jade." He grinned at Jade, turning to look at her. "And this, is my girlfriend Y/n and her sisters." He turned to his laptop, grinning.
"Nice to meet you." She said turning to look at Both Jade and me.
"Hello Allie."
'Hi... Allie." I greeted, giving a small smile.
"Thanks for taking care of Sparkles." She thanked, taking him from Beck's arms.
"Anytime kiddo."
"Your girlfriend's pretty." She whispered, loudly.
"I know." Beck whispered back, equally as loud. Smiling when Allie got up.
"Bye!"
"See ya." He leaned back, shaking his head before he started laughing.
"Wow, Y/n looks like you got some competition there." Tori teased, making me send her a glare.
"You gonna say you're sorry?" Beck asked, looking at me, then looking at Jade.
"You didn't tell me she was, like, 9!" I exclaimed.
"You or your bestfriend didn't give me a chance." He retorted, glancing back at Jade.
"Don't try to turn this around on me! I was looking out for your girlfriend, who you failed to tell about your little neighbor! You love to push my buttons—" Jade argued, Beck's voice falling short behind Jade's.
"Jade!" I said, trying to get her attention.
"Beck, listen, can you guys fight later?" Tori asked.
"Stay out of this Tori!" Jade yelled.
"But I just need Beck to help us write this script—"
"Say Bye Beck!" Jade said, standing up and moving her hand to his laptop.
"No—" Tori said.
"Jade..—. Lovie text me when you get ho—" Beck said before Jade hit his laptop, making it fall to the ground and leave the video chat.
"Oh." She sighed, laying back in her chair.
"Now what are you two gonna do?" Trina asked, still sitting on me.
"We're going to finish writing this script, by ourselves." Tori said pulling up her sleeves. "We have 62 minutes until we land and I'm sure if Y/n and I take turns typing and come up with a storyline, we can get this done—" she said, putting her phone back in her bag, getting ready to type.
"YOU!" A masculine voice yelled, causing everyone's heads to look up.
"Perez!" Trina jumped up, hitting her head on the overhead.
"Oh my God, you're Perez Hilton!" Tori exclaimed, looking up at him.
"You took my camera." He said, looking straight at Trina.
"N-no I didn't" She shook her head.
"Yes, you did. It's in your hand."
As if he didn't already see it, Trina held it behind her back, nervously smiling. "I-i'll give it back, if you write about me." She rushed out.
"No! It doesn't work that way. Give me my camera." He held his hand out.
"Oh, come on!"
"Trina!" I scolded.
"You don't understand, this is a big deal to me—"
"Give me my camera!"
"This is like something that I've been waiting on for my whole life!" Trina begged, as Perez grabbed onto Trina's hand that was holding the camera. They fell over, Trina falling back onto her chair and my lap, bringing Perez Hilton down with her.
Perez Hilton was literally laying on me and Tori.
"PEREZ HILTON IS ON MY LAP! PEREZ HILTON—" Tori yelled, smiling as I looked for a flight attendant, air marshal, SOMEONE.
"PLEASE! I NEED THIS, YOU CAN GET ME INTO HOLLYWOOD!" Trina yelled, still holding onto his camera as he managed to stand up, holding onto Trina for his camera.
"TRINA! LET GO!" I yelled, looking between them.
"NO! GIVE ME BACK MY CAMERA!" He yelled as he fell down in the aisle. Trina jumped up, crawling over Tori and I and straddled him, trying to wrestle the camera out of his hands. He managed to grab his camera before he moved Trina over his body and ran.
"NO! PEREZ— JUST—" Tori yelled, as Trina got back up and ran after him!
"TRINA!" I yelled after her, getting up to follow Tori who had got up and ran after them.
"PEREZ HILTON!!"
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This is one of my favorite episodes so I had fun with this one. What's your favorite episode, and what chapter are you looking most forward to?
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