Standing Up To Life Book 2 Ch 41 Pt 1

PART 3

CHAPTER 41: Part 1

Eventually I must have fallen completely asleep, because Dad came in and did this, “Tiffany it’s time to wake up,” thing that drove me nuts! Though this morning was a little different because I realized just what day it was. With that thought I quickly hurried through getting ready to go on he trip.

We had all been told that we’d need to wear ‘dressier’ clothes for the trip today, Friday and Saturday. Sunday could be casual, but the rest of the days we needed to be wearing nicer attire. Again, no one really gave us any real reason for it, just that we should do it.

Of course this didn’t bother me a bit. I could be as pretty as I wanted to be! I had a cute dress I decided to wear for today, had a skirt/blouse combination for tomorrow, and another skirt/blouse for Saturday. I really enjoyed getting my hair just right that morning since I loved my new hairstyle. By the time I got into the car to drive to the airport I was bouncing off the walls.

When we pulled up to the airport parking lot I put my backpack on and rolled my two suitcases behind me. Mom was carrying the bag that had our dresses in it, as well as Dad’s tux, and pulling another bag. Dad in the meantime grabbed the last two bag along with his extraordinarily heavy briefcase bag. I’d tried to pick it up to move it earlier and had barely been able to move it across the room, let alone carrying it on a trip.

I had peeked in there and saw that his new laptop in there that he had got last week. It was an IBM that was running the windows version that had been released a few weeks earlier. It was definitely a shiny new toy - I was more than a little bit jealous of him having it. The laptop was a lighter than one of the old ‘portable’ computers he used to have for work. This was actually light enough to carry around - but it still added up in his bag.

Next to that he had two gigantic catalogues that he was looking through for some project he was doing. He also had notebooks and other things; all in all it easily weighed fifty pounds! I had told him he should leave some of it at home - but he didn’t seem to agree. AS long as I didn’t have to carry it I guess I didn’t care that much.

We were just getting ready to walk towards the counter when I heard footsteps running up behind me. Amy was positively bouncing too as we all went up the counter together. Amy’s dad had everyone’s tickets - his friend had sent them to him. He handed my Dad all of our tickets for us to check in with. Once the clerk printed off the boarding passes I asked my Dad to see mine.

“We’re in first class?” I asked my Dad incredulously.

He smiled, “That’s one of the cool things that Mattel set up for us on this trip.”

“Cool,” I said to him. “Amy did you know that we’re in first class?”

“Are you serious?” I nodded. “Oh this’ll be so much better than the Florida trip then. I’ve only gotten to fly first class once, but it was really cool!” she told me.

The two of us just began talking about nothing while we waited for the rest of the group to show up. We didn’t have to wait long since Ashley and Nikki arrived with parents in hand shortly after that.

“Tiffany I love your hair!” Nikki told me. “Ooh and you two got your nails done too?” she asked jealously. Ashley and Nikki both looked at both of our nails in admiration.

“Next time you two get your nails done you have to invite us too, okay?” Ashley said.

“Okay,” I told them

As their parents checked everyone in I asked Ashley, “Where are your sisters staying while you’re gone?” 

“Oh they’re staying at home. Mom and Dad said they thought they could trust them. They were given instructions to not have any ‘wild parties’ this weekend.” She whispered to me, “they are going to have some friends over tomorrow night though.” She giggled a bit with that.

After they checked everyone in we went up to the gate area. Dad forgot to take his pocket knife out of his pocket, so the alarm went off. He handed it to the security officer who examined it, waved him through the detector, and gave it back to him. “Don’t forget to take that and put it in a container with your keys next time sir,” the officer told him.

“Sorry about that,” he had replied.

 
oldgrumpy oldgrumpy
51-55, M
1 Response Dec 15, 2012

Oh to have that excitement and energy again to be able to be "bouncing off the walls." Nice story