The airport was stuffy and crowded, as expected. Jeremy, Hugh, and Josh thought it was best if the three of them were to just stick together during traveling for the filming aspect of the movie. The three of them walk together to the private gate, talking and laughing, while Cassandra trailed behind them. She still felt off about everything that happened a few nights ago, especially now since her sole focus was Josh. They haven't talked much about personal stuff, mostly just scheduling and events. He told her that he doesn't exactly have a 'manager', just an agent, so Cas decided to take it upon herself to do most of the stuff that a manager would do for a client, as well.

The four of them board the jet, each spreading out and picking their own luxurious seat to spend the next fifteen hours laying in. Cas walks past her brother and Hugh towards the back of the jet, placing her bag down and choosing a seat close to Josh.

"Have either of you been to Greece before?" Josh yells up to the two boys. They both shake their heads.

"Unfortunately, no," Hugh responds.

"Well, I have some friends in Athens who can show us how to have a good time," he leans back into his chair, allowing Hugh and Jeremy to have their own conversation, high-fiving at Josh's comment.

"Okay, so, this is a long flight. Do you want to work on your Swedish accent?" Cas asks Josh, staring down at her list of reminders.

"Ugh, no. It's so boring. I'll work on it tomorrow," he groans.

"Josh, you're rehearsing tomorrow and filming within the next few days," she shoots back. He glares at her quickly before rubbing his face. "You just need to be ready. Don't ruin this sequel for me by sounding like a bloody Brit," she adds.

"Oh yeah, Cas. That makes me feel so much better!" He sarcastically replies. He watches her as she slumps back in her seat, placing her ear buds in. "Okay, I'm sorry." To his dismay, he gets no response as the girl has already started playing music. He grabs one of the wires on her buds and yanks it out.

"Ow-,"

"I'm sorry, Cassie."

"Okay! I forgive you," she whines in return, grabbing the earbud back and placing it in her ear. He sighs and sits back in his chair again. He reaches into his bag and pulls out the Mama Mia Here We Go Again script and starts reading over his lines.

"If you say them out loud, it will help you remember them," Cas interjects his reading. He looks at her and grins mockingly.

"Alright, mom."

"You know what, just for that," she leans over and shows him her phone screen, opening an email from Jeremy, and playing a sound file called Why Did It Have To Be Me.

"You wouldn't..." he groans.

"When you were lonely, you needed a man," she starts to sing along.

"Cas, stop."

"Someone to lean on, well I understand. It's only natural-,"

"Cassie!" He reaches over and yanks the phone out of her hand, causing the earphones to come out, and the song to play out loud with Cas continuing to sing.

"But why did it have to be me!" She laughs as she sings. The two boys up front look back at Josh with big grins on their faces as they hold back their laughs.

"Play it louder mate! It's my favorite song!" Hugh yells back to him.

"Ah shut it, Hugh!" Josh responds. He looks over at the girl, who is unable to contain her laughter. "How the hell did you even get this," he whispers to her. She shows him the email address that she received the mp3 from. He stutters for a moment.

"Jeremy, what the hell! Why'd you send your sister my song?" He cried to the boy.

"Cause it's a great song and it's not on Spotify, yet!" He yells back between his chuckles. "Plus, what's wrong with your assistant slash manager person knowing which song you sing?" Josh can't help rolling his eyes, looking back at the girl who's face is now red from laughing. He can't help but grin at her expression.

About five hours pass and almost everyone on the plane is knocked out, except for Josh. He practices his accent just as Cassie told him to, and when he finally feels like he mastered it, he puts the script back into his bag. He looks around the cabin, noticing everyone's deep slumber. With nothing to do, he looks over at the girl. He leans over and taps her arm lightly. The girl wakes up instantly, her eyes growing wide as she takes a deep breath.

"Are we dying?" She asks the boy next to her, only to receive a chuckle.

"No, no. I'm just bored," he responds.

"Then just sleeeeeep," she moans, lifting her arms to stretch.

"Can we talk?" he quickly adds, not even realizing how fast the words came out.

"Um, yeah. About what?" She sits up, shoving her phone and buds into her bag.

"I'm... I'm just really sorry about what happened last week. I feel like things haven't been the same between us, you know?" He rubs the back of his neck as he speaks.

"I know exactly what you mean," she replies, her expression softening. "It's also my fault. I was intoxicated that night and didn't really know how to handle the situation, and I'm sorry." She looks into the boy's eyes, smiling softly.

"In all honesty, it was just a big misunderstanding. The time and place were what made it worse," Josh admits, returning the smile.

"I agree."

"There's just one thing that you said when I was taking you home that I haven't been able to stop thinking about..." At that moment, Cas ran every single conversation from nine forty-five to the moment she got in bed that night through her head, trying to remember if she said anything stupid or embarrassing to him. "When I found you trying to get back to the hotel, you said to me 'I think we got off on the wrong foot'."

"...And?" Cas stares at him expectingly.

"I kinda like 'the foot' we got off on," he exhales, glad to have gotten it off his chest. All Cas can do is grin and laugh loudly. "Okay, shhh! You're going to wake the lads up," he motions towards Jeremy and Hugh.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she calms herself, breathing quickly to stop herself from cracking up. "Please just explain exactly what you mean."

"When we met, I didn't know you and I didn't know what to expect, but after only a couple days, I felt like I've known you my entire life. You're outgoing and funny, and caring. I don't want to be forced to cut all those aspects out of our friendship just because you work for me now." Cas nods in agreement.

"I think that's why it's been sorta awkward between us. I'm just scared I might say or do the wrong thing and then I'll never see you again," she states.

"You know I wouldn't do that, Cassie."

"All I know is that you're the one who said that if you ever catch an ounce of disrespect-,"

"I was utterly joking about that!" He comments.

"You promise?" Cas holds up her pinky to the boy.

"Let me make it more specific: I promise I will not fire you for a stupid reason or no reason at all." Josh than lifts his own pinky and hooks it with the girl's.

"You're never going to want to fire me with the amount of shit I'm going to be doing for you," Cas adds, grabbing her phone and work cell from her backpack. "You're entire work life lives in the palm of my hand," she declares as she holds up her work phone to Josh's face.

"Like you have a choice," he adds. They both laugh before allowing a comfortable silence to rise. Cas quickly turns to look at him, as he does the same. Amongst the prolonged eye contact, Cassandra thinks to herself:

I wish I could make out with him and have it not be weird after...

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