Thomas Louvier
Amanda held my hand while Peyton paced in the airport boarding room. "We are taking a private plane," I said, and Peyton bit his nail and nodded.
Leo offered his plane, but I refused; it was too much, so I rented a small Lear jet. We were in a special boarding room for private jets. When we were called, Amanda jumped and quickly moved forward, pulling me up to the counter. I managed everything, and then we were ready to board.
Peyton took his bags while I took mine and Amanda's. "Let´s go..." I said, and she gave me a silent nod. Peyton was physically showing his nerves, while Amanda was swallowing it all up. I didn´t know what I liked better. I knew Peyton had an outlet through physical activity, while Amanda was bottling everything up.
We boarded the plane, and quic
