Kyree pov

We've arrived at the airport just in time too. We were all settled down in our seats waiting for our plane number to be called.

"Say, do you guys think that this tour will be more fun than traveling and leaving through time?" I asked them

"It considers that we have met Michael half a year now since we created a time machine and now Nina has a key to teleport us through time. "Jackson said

"I know that but what I'm saying is that we are growing up fast and its almost time for high school soon. Don't you think-" The intercom cuts me off

"Flight 214 to North America is ready to aboard passengers. The flight will be taking off in 10 minutes. "The intercom lady said

"LET'S GO!" Michael yelled

"Wait! I wasn't....oh my god bruh." I groan as I grabbed my bag and ran to catch up with the others

Brandy pov

We were all running since its a plane ride rush after all and might I tell you guys that it was troubling us to push through the crowd.

"C'mon man move!" Vashaun yelled pushing a fat man over

"BRUH! MOVE!" Jai'Quan yelled pushing with all of his strength

"MAN GET OUT THE WAY! EVERY FUCKING DAY WE HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS! A NOW MOVE!" Kyree screams

"Kyree keep your voice down." I whisper to him

"I don't fucking care because they won't high damn move out the way.". He said trying to grab his bag and not lose it through the big croud

"How about be a little nicer next time." I mumble

We were now 5 minutes behind and we're almost there. When we saw our flight number we ran as fast as we could and Charlie took the passport to run straight lady who was waiting as he jumps in the air in slow motion that he felled on the ground as we passed by him.

"A pass..... to North America....please." He said out of breath as the took it as Charlie came inside

"You alright?" I asked him

"Yeah....I'll be fine." He chuckle as he was catching his breath

"Well dang all of our faces are red from all that running Michael gave us."Kyree said

"Yeah, how about we.....can go settle ourselves.....down." Vashaun said out of breath