Chapter Twenty Six-
Moth
I hate airplanes.
Although I’m excited to see my friends, Fizzle, Andrew, and Frankie, the ride here was horrible. I felt like I was going to puke every time there was even the slightest bump, and Ezra was asleep the whole time.
I walk out of the bathroom and make my way to Ezra who was waiting with our bags. I take mine, picking it up as he pulls off his hoodie, shaking his short dreads out.
“You good, Kid?” He asks me while grabbing the handle on his bag and leading the way through the huge airport. “I told you I had sleeping pills you could take.”
“My dad wouldn’t have let me come with you if he knew you’d offer me drugs,” I inform him, rolling my eyes.
He reaches over and ruffles my hair as we continue through the airport. “It’s not like I was offering c
