The story.... anyone got an idea for a name?

So here is the begining of a story that I'm currently working on writing... I may finish, I may not, but here is what I have so far and you can all comment and give ideas for it or whatever!


It was the time we'd all been waiting for, the whole trip had been so exciting... I couldn't believe that it was already nearing it's end. Well, at least that's what I and everyone else thought, but I'll get back to you on that.

Hm, you know, the thought just occured to me that you don't know who I am and what the heck this trip is that I suddenly started speaking of. Ok, well, let me clear things up a bit. The name's Ashly Piper, and the trip of which I'm speaking was my youth group's week-long "Beat The Heat & Share The Light" ministry trip to- get this - New York!
Why the leaders chose there of all places, I'm not sure, but I was glad because I'd always wanted to go. It had really been an incredible trip too... Going to the Statue of Liberty, seeing the tourist-traps (or at least that's what I call 'em. Ya know, all those places they make pretty much just so that tourists can blow their cash?), putting on skits and sharing the Word with people. We even got to stay at a 4 star hotel, and it was real nice!

As we drove back to the airport, I looked out the window and thought of the wondeful time we'd all had. It was sad to see that it would be ending within a couple hours. I turned around in my seat to look out the back window of the van I was in and saw the 10 identical vehickles behind us. Yep, that would be the rest of the youth group. Or, youth groups would be more like it. We'd actually teamed up with 4 other local youth groups (local as in they were all in the Tri Cities area) and come here together. Boy, was that quite a crowd! There were 100 of us all together. Good thing those pasenger jets that fly out of NYC are large. Though even with that fact going for us we still weren't able to all be on the same plane... I mean, we could have fit on one jet easy, but other passengers had already booked their seats before us, so we had to split our group in half. I suppose 50 annoying teenagers on one jet is better for the other flyers than 100 of us anyway.

About a half hour later we were all in the NYC airport - man was that place ginormous or what!? Haha, man, I soooo love using that word. Mom was totally sure that it wasn't one and thought it was dumb of me to use it - until I read in a magazine that it was one of this year's new aditions to the dicitonary. Uh, anyway, got a little off track there. Now where was I...? Oh yeah! The NYC airport. It was insane how many people there were dashing here and there trying to catch their flights or meet relatives, or whaever else you can find to do at a major airport.
"Flight 102 to Florida, now boarding!" I heard announced over a loudspeaker. Ah, if only I could hop on that jet and make a sidestop to visit my friend Trina down there... I thought to myself.
"Yo, check that hairdo out!" Giggled Carlie beside me as I and some of my other buddies directed our eyesight twards a 20-something-looking gal with rainbow dyed hair. Oh the people you see in the big city. "The hairdo? Check out the chick." came a voice from behind me. "Oh brother, Aiden." I replied, turning around to roll my eyes at him. "What? Ya gotta admit she's cute."

"Sheesh. Leave it to a guy. Incase you didn't notice us girls see the world a little differently than your species."

"Oh, c'mon."

"What ever!"

I turned back laughing and rolling my eyes. It was another typical joking argument between Aiden Baley and I.