18 Eighteen

Paris... I can't believe I'm going to Paris!

Lexus told me to pack for three days and so I did.

He wrapped up his work earlier and we left for the airport. I was so excited that I actually forgot about so many things, only realizing about them when I needed them.

At the airport I suddenly remembered how I didn't have an ID card even though I had turned 18 a few weeks ago. I didn't have a passport, actually I didn't have anything but, Lexus did.

He had all my stuff. My ID, my passport, my ticket, the visa. It was sort of scary, how can he have something that was never made? Surely this work can't be done in just one day.

The whole flight there had me thinking about it. It made me fear him more and it made me wonder.

Why is he bringing me along with him?

In the middle of the flight, I glanced at him, he was sitting next to the window, staring out lazily at the orange sky. We were traveling in the business class compartment.