"We will be fine, I promise." I say as a give my dad one last hug.

"I know, I know. I just hate planes." My dad gives me a sad small smile. He's acting like he's the one who has to get on. He really does hate planes. It's a process to get him onto one.

"Tell mom and the boys I love them." My dad nods. My mom and brothers weren't able to come with us to the airport. They all ended up getting a bad cold. We had spent the last few days at the beach so they must have caught it from that.

"I will."

"Goodbye sir." Mason says as he reaches a hand to my dad. My dad nods his head and shakes Mason's hand. "You take care of my daughter." I roll my eyes at how cliche my dad sounded.

"I will."

My dad gives one last wave and then disappears into the crowed of people leaving.

"Have you got a hold of Erica?" I ask. She was supposed to be with us but we haven't been able to get a hold of her.

"Yeah, she's getting a later flight so it's just us." I nod in understanding.

I sigh as I finally get to sit in my seat on the plane. It took so long to get through security and checking.

"Damn you beat me to the window seat!" Mason pouts. He places his bags in the cubby above and then sits in the seat next to me. "I wanted the window seat."

"To bad!" I stick my tongue at him and then giggle at his face.

"You're in a weird mood today. Don't be childish." Mason laughs. I just shrug.

"Excuse me. Your bag is in my seat." We both turn to see a middle aged women at the end of the row of seats. She had big hair and her make up looked like something you would see on a Barbie doll.

"Sorry." Mason apologizes and then grabs his bag and places it between us.

The lady mumbles something and then sits in her seat. "Would you like some?" The lady grabs a bag of skittles from her bag.

"No thank you." Mason kindly declines.

"I thought you might say that. You seem like my type- I mean the type that stays away from sweets. You work out a lot? You're so fit." She bats her fake eyelashes and pushed up her- in guessing fake boobs- I look at her in disgust.

I felt a sudden rush of anger go through me. Who is this women? She can't just say things like that to a guy especially when his girlfriend is right here. Wait, am I jeal-No no. I am not, I just think that it's disrespectful.

I was starting to calm down but then I Mason let out a chuckle and his cheeks turned a little bit pink. Is he seriously enjoying that?

"Can you tell your friend to stop glaring at me." Her words make me snap back to reality. I quickly turn and look out the window. I watch as the clouds pass my window. Florida looks so small from up here.

"You're so handsome. How about we go out after this plane land-"

"I'm going to go to the bathroom." I say and quickly stand up. I couldn't stand hearing this lady flirt with him. I couldn't stand that he wasn't doing anything to stop it. It was disrespectful and angered me.

As I try getting out of the row, I accidentally knock the skittles out of the women's hand. The land harshly at her feet and spill all over the floor.

"Ugh, excuse you!" The lady glares at me. Oh, it's not like she was going to eat them anyways. She was too busy trying to get something else to chew.

"Sorry, maybe you can have that fit guy buy you a new pack on your date." I say sarcastically. After I was done, I started walking to the bathroom. I can hear Mason calling me but I just ignored it. He doesn't need me at the moment.

I just sat there in the bathroom for a few minutes. I sighed at how ridiculous I am being. We only started dating a couple days ago and I'm already acting like an clingy jealous girlfriend. How cheesy is that?

I feel like I'm in some sort of romance movie. I'm the insecure lead female while he's the hot male lead that can have any girl he wants.

Suddenly there was I heavy knock at the door. Assuming it was Mason, I ignored it. He probably was going to try and get me to go back to our seat. I don't know if I could handle myself. The knocking continued.

"I don't want to talk Mason. Just go sit back down!" I call through the door. The knocks didn't stop and I started to lose my patiences I quickly pull the door open.

"Mason I told you-" I stopped my sentence as I realized it was not Mason.

"You have been in there for a long time." The small old lady says. She titles her head and gives me a gummy smile. "Are you Alright dear?"

"I'm sorry. Its free now." I awkwardly laugh and move out of the way. She takes a step in front Of me and then turns back.

"You picked the wrong place to fight with your boyfriend. There's not much space to get away on a plane." She chuckles.

"Oh we're not fighting." I explained.

"Hmm, one of you is jealous then?" How does she know? "How do I know? I know everything. I also do that crazy hag flirting with your boyfriend." The lady grins.

"Excuse me, you cannot be standing. Either you're in the bathroom or at your seat." A flight attendant comes up behind us. She holds her chin up and pushes her scarf so it's facing the right way.

"Don't sass me." The old lady says to the flight attendant. My eyes widen. Did she really just talk back to an employee?

The flight attendant sighs and then whispers, "Mom just please listen to me. I wasn't sassing you, it's part of my job."

I almost laughed. The lady just scolded her daughter while she's at work.

"Well it was nice talking to you." I say goodbye to the lady and head back to my seat. I can hear the lady and the flights attendant arguing.

Once I got back to the seat I noticed Mason had moved to the window seat. What does he think he's doing?

"Mason you stole my seat-"

"I think you would like sitting there more." Mason cuts me off. I sigh and sit down. Why would he think if prefer this? I jus want to pull her bottle blonde hair out of her head!

"Hey why did you switch spots! I don't like you." The women days next to me. She sound like an absolute brat!

"Is this really a good idea?" I snap at Mason. This lady was seriously testing me.

"Would you rather me with her?" Mason smirks already knowing the answer. He knew I was angry. Of course he did, I basically made a scene when I got up from my seat. Damn my short temper.

I folded my arms and switched my attention to the movie that was on the screen in front of me. Some action movie I've never seen was playing. It was actually really interesting. It was based on an apocalypse in South Korea.

Out of nowhere I felt something pull on my arm. My arms uncrossed and once my hands were in sight Mason grabbed the one closes to him, intertwining and locking our fingers together. I lean my head on his shoulder and continue watching. I felt myself relax.

"Wait you two are a couple?" The lady looks at us in disgust. "I thought you were friends or something. Hmm."

I roll my eyes and mumble something to myself. If I wasn't on a plane, I swear, I would have jumped on her by now.

"Hey, guess what!" Mason smiles.

"What?"

"I ended up with the window seat after all." He sticks his tongue at me like I had at him before.

I roll my eyes and then smile.

"Don't be childish."