Hailey
The last two days in Paris blur together in a flurry of final edits and portfolio reviews. Josh and I spent our final night walking through the streets, making plans for when we return back to New York. It feels surreal that this adventure is ending—that soon we'll be back in NY.
"Flight 1422 to JFK is now boarding at Gate 37B."
I hoist my carry-on higher on my shoulder and scan my boarding pass at the gate. The flight attendant smiles brightly.
"Ms. Jameson, you've been upgraded to first class. Enjoy your flight."
"What?" I blink in surprise. "I didn't request an upgrade."
"Compliments of Luxe Magazine," she says, handing me a new boarding pass. "Seat 2A."
Josh raises an eyebrow. "What about me?"
The attendant checks her tablet. "I'm sorry, sir. You're still in business class, seat 23C."
Josh and I exchange glances. "That's weird," I mutter.
I give Josh an apologetic look. I would've preferred to sit next to him.
