The sun beamed down in all of it's Glory. The murky water of the Rock River did it's best to reflect all of the sunlight that it could. Birds chirped as neighbors' mowed lawns in the surrounding rural area. Everyone within a twenty mile radius was awake except for the four girls who had mere hours to get ready for a coming flight to Orlando, Florida.

"Girls!" called Malory's father, Rick, "Get up! You have to get up and get ready."

When there was no answer he decided he would have to do something drastic. He headed for Malory's room, picking up a large pot and a metal spoon on the way. Listening for any movement inside, he began slamming the spoon on the bottom of the pot and screaming at the top of his lungs.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" the four girls screamed and began scrambling around the room frantically

"What is that noise!?" Jenni screamed.

"I don't know!" the other 3 yelled.

Suddenly, all was still. In walked Malory's father holding the pot and spoon, grinning from ear to ear.

"God, Mal! You had to have a practical joking father, didn't you?!?!" yelled Jenica, who was still trying to rub all of the sleep out of her eyes.

"Don't blame me, but,you guys have to admit, it was pretty funny," Malory said as she giggled at the sight of her newly awakened friends.

"Uh, no?" Jenni said, glaring angrily at Malory and her father who were both laughing hysterically.

"Get up sleepy-heads!" Rick said heartily. "The day is already half over."

"Do we care? I think not." said Katie as she pulled the blanket back over her haze filled head.

"Oh, crap-kabobs!" Malory called out as she looked at the clock. "It's 10:00! We only have an hour to get ready!"

"Why didn't you wake us up earlier... or nicer?" Jenica asked.

"That was nice for my dad. You guys know that. Just think, he could have poured cold water on us instead." Malory said.

"Oh! I hadn't though of that. Thanks for the great idea, Mal." Rick said walking out of Malory's room, laughing.

"Mal, remind me never to sleep over here ever again!" Katie said, her voice muffled by her pillow. Then she took the pillow away and said, "Unless Bob is gonna be here."

"You girls have to hurry up and get ready. I don't feel like running through O'Hare Airport with you four in tow." Rick called from the kitchen.

The girls began gathering their strewn about things so that they could jam them into their waiting suitcases. They were ready twenty minutes later than they should have been and they knew that they would have to rush in order to check in at the airport in time.

"I hope that they didn't overbook the flight." Malory was explaining in the car. "If they did, and we get there late, then they can actually bump us off the flight and we'll have to get on a different one. That would suck!"

"Yeah, but sometimes when they do that you can get bumped into first class." Rick said.

"That would be cool." said Jenni as the watched the boring scenery pass by.

"I'm kinda nervous about this whole flying thing. You know, I've never flown before. What's it like?" Jenica asked.

"It's just like riding in a car except there's less chance that you're gonna crash." Malory told her.

"Just like a car?" Jenica asked in a disbelieving tone.

"Well, until you take off." Malory said as a smile spread across her face. "Then you are pushed back into the seat, the lights flicker, the whole plane shakes, you go incredibly fast and you are practically thrown into the air, your ears pop over, and over, and finally, you reach the altitude of thirty-five THOUSAND feet. If you fell from their you would surely die. Everything seems well from then on, until you fine, TURBULENCE!" Malory's voice grows in volume and she ends the speach with a witch's cackle.

Katie, Jenni, and Rick are cracking up, but Jenica doesn't seem to have taken the joke very well.

"She's just kidding." Katie explained. "Jen, you OK? You look kinda pale."

"She's kidding, right?" Jenica asked in a small voice.

"Yes I'm kidding." Malory told her, giving her a hug. "It's just like riding in a car except you don't have trafic jams."

This sort of chatter continued until they reached O'Hare. They parked in the parking ramp and lugged their bags to the elevators. Malory and Rick took the lead because they had flown out of O'Hare so many times. Usually with the same destination. The group of 5 walked through the maze of hallways. Rick and Malory hardly looked at the signs but they arrived at the check in counters rather quickly. They went through the usual formalities of flights. The questions about if anyone else has had your bags or if you have ID. The group hurried to the gate to find that, as usual, the flight was delayed.

"You girls hungry?" Rick asked.

"Famished!" cried Katie.

"You shouldn't be, Katie." Malory whispered.

"Why not?" asked Katie, just as quietly.

"Didn't you have enough of Bob last night?" Malory whispered with an evil grin on her face.

"Actually, It was the other way around." Katie whispered. Then they both started laughing uncontrollably again.

"You guys are sick!" Cried Jenica in disgust.

"Oh come on, Jen! Just because Clint was too tired to play last night!" Katie cried, still laughing.

Rick was looking at the laughing group as though they were insane. Finally, he said, "I saw a little place back there down the hall. Come on, let's go get some food."

They walked to the restaurant and filled their stomachs with some much needed nourishment. By the time they arrived back athe the gate the flight was already boarding the first class passengers, which, unfortunately, didn't include any of them. They watched and waited for their rows to be called.