"Nice cow."

I grinned so big that my teeth were on full display. "Isn't it the best cow you've ever seen?"

"Yeah, can I touch it?" Tyler extends his hand towards my cow. I act fast and slap his hand away.

"MY PRECIOUS!" I glare at Tyler, my nostrils flaring. He holds his hands up in defense and I hug my cow tighter to me.

"Geez, I just wanted to pet it," he mumbles.

Keith rolls his eyes as he gets into the passenger seat. Angela perks up when he gets in and leans over.

"Had fun, babe?" she smiles, running her perfect, manicured fingers down his arm.

Babe?

He ignores her statement but doesn't move her hand. "Let's go," he orders Blu.

-

I have two male species sleeping on me.

That's right, Tyler and Ethan each lay their heads on my shoulder on either side of me like I'm a pillow or something. I sigh in annoyance of how squished I feel.

I play with Sir Moocelot's ear and frown. I can't stop thinking about Val and if he knows that the police officers he sent are dead. If only I could talk to him again.

I sigh again. I miss my annoying brother.

Keith is silent as he stares out the window of the car, fiddling with something on his wrist. It's just a black rubber bracelet, but he keeps pulling on it. It's his turn to sigh as he closes his eyes and leans his head back on the seat.

Angela is on her phone and Blu has his eyes pinned to the road.

"Are we there yet?" I say, tired of the silence.

Blu briefly makes eye contact with me before returning his eyes to the road ahead. "No."

"How about now?"

"No."

"Now?"

"The answer is still the same as it was five seconds ago."

...

"What about now?"

"VANESSA!"

-

It's morning now and we've been driving endlessly for I don't know how long.

Blu, I respect you for driving this long.

"Ugh," I groan at how bored I am. If there is one feeling I hate more then anything in the world, it's the feeling of being bored.

And silence. How I despise silence.

"We're going on a trip..." I sing softly. "...in our favorite rocket ship."

I look at the gang, who pay no mind to me. Then I start to sing louder. "Zooming through the sky."

No response.

"LITTLE EINSTEINS!"

"VANESSA!" The gang all shout at me. I pout and hug Sir Moocelot again.

-

I want to tear the skin off my face.

Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored.

"I have a lesbian crush on Selena Gomez," I admitted, hoping to spark a conversation with someone. Anyone.

Still silence.

"I'm secretly shipping Asparagus with Naughty Boy," I try. This time, it works.

"Asparagus?" Tyler questions.

"That one girl who's dating my husband."

"Your husband?"

Tyler has a lot to learn. "Luke Hemmings, of course."

"Oh," Tyler says. "Who's he?"

Oh my god. "He's in a band."

"Oh, you mean One Direction."

"You...you did not just say that," I say disbelievingly. "I'm so disappointed in you, Tyler. You don't know the name of the band that includes my husband, Luke Hemmings, my daddy, Ashton Irwin, my boyfriend, Michael Clifford, and my son, Calum Hood?"

Tyler grins. "It's okay, Vanessa. You don't need to tell me their names. I'm not a directioner."

I face palm.

"Wrong band, Tyler," I shake my head. "Wrong band."

-

I'm angry at how bored I am. 

Ethan plays with a strand of my hair absentmindedly and I let Tyler hold my cow. I want to die-

"We're here," Blu says, turning the car off when we park in a field with no cars for miles.

"YES!" I snatch Sir Moocelot from Tyler and push him out the way, opening the car and falling out on the floor. I kiss the ground and instantly regret it when dirt gets in my mouth.

"HALLELUJAH!" I cry, breathing in the fresh air.

"Calm down," Angela rolls her eyes as she gets out the car. "We have to get to the plane."

I get up slowly, brushing the dirt off my jeans. I need a shower. I probably smell like shit.

"What plane?" I ask. Ethan points behind me. I turn around slowly and gasp.

Oh.

Nice.

"Who's gonna fly it?" I question.

"I am, of course," Blu says.

-

"He- ooh," I say, spotting a big, red button as Blu flys the plane. I've never been in this area of the plane before.

Forcing myself to look away from the button, I turn to Blu. "Hey, how come you have to fly the plane?"

"What?"

I cross my arms over my chest. "Why can't I fly the plane?"

Blu blinks. "Because... Because I'm the only one who knows who to fly a plane?"

"How do you know that?"

"What are you trying to say?"

"How do you not know if I can fly a plane or not?"

"Can you?"

"Sure," I lied. "My aunt is super rich so she lets us fly her plane all the time."

"Oh."

"So, can I?" I ask hopefully. I must click the red button!

"Can you what?"

"Fly the plane."

"Uh...sure?" He hands me the lever thingy and I squeal in delight, pushing Blu off the chair. I have no idea what I'm doing, and the plane starts to spin and circle around.

"I thought you said you know how to fly a plane!" he shouted.

"I LIED!" I laugh hysterically, pressing the red button.

-

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