"Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water." -Christopher Morley
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POV: Aria, Duchess of Uniqueness
     "Holy crapolla, that was INTENSE!!!" I was talking to Corrie as we were walking to the bus. Then, all of a sudden, she pulled me into a bear hug.
     "I'M SO PROUD OF YOU, FINALLY TELLING THE FRYING PIZZA RABBITS ABOUT YOUR GUMMI WORM-NESS!!!!"
Corrie started swinging me around. Because I'm shorter than her, she thinks she can pick me up and swing me about anytime she wants. Honestly, for me, it's a sign that nothing's wrong, so I don't complain. Unless she's squeezing the life out of me.
     "Ack!! Can't...breathe...!" She finally set me down and, after a little dizziness, we made it to the bus. The first thing I did was put on my sweatshirt. I had forgotten to bring it inside, and trust me, short-sleeve dress plus mid-December equals 'holy crap, it's cold'.
     The starts lean down to kiss you, and I lie awake and miss you, pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere. I picked up the phone with (almost) no delay.
"Hey, Louie!!! How are you?" I could hear him start to say something, but he seemed hesitant. Then, he changed what he was going to say.
"Good, I guess. My parents were watching the live stream. Were you cold? 'Cause it seemed like it." I could tell he was trying to avoid the real situation.
"Yeah, it was pretty chilly! So...they, uh...your parents...were watching me come out as pan?" Dead silence.
"Yes, but," he said in a reassuring voice, "they don't know what that means. So, it's okay!"
     "Louie, thanks for the reassurance, but I don't think I can hold from them for much longer. You and I have been dating for almost ten years."
     I sighed at all the possible outcomes. I always end up making a big problem out of small things, or think that the worst is bound to happen.
     "But...as long as you know that I love you a lot, that's all that matters to me." I could feel a slight blush creep onto my face from my own words.
     I remembered that I was about to start driving the bus when nearly everyone started squealing. I held up my hand as a sign of 'Oh, mon Dieu, you guys, shut up'.
     "Love ya too...babe."
     "Oi...some things never change, do they? Anyway, I have to go. The bus isn't going to drive itself. See you soon!" After exchanging goodbyes, I hung up the phone, turned the key, and carefully put pressure on the pedal.

"Alright, the flight to our next destination will be about an hour and a half, which means we have from now until at least an hour before the flight takes off. Basically, five hours to actually tour New York City, although I doubt this will be the last time we come." I was talking to Corrie, who wanted to do everything there was to do, even though we'd done some of those things last tour. I finally convinced her to cross out old things, like going to see the Statue of Liberty (which was really freaking awesome!).
"So...that leaves laser tag, ferry rides, and the U.N. Headquarters!" Corrie seemed pretty content with this.
     Then, all of a sudden, I felt heavy. It seemed like an elephant was sitting on top of me and refused to get up. Louie's words sank in my stomach more and more.
     Oh crap.
     "You okay, Ari-BooBear?" Corrie could see the change in my demeanor; she always did, along with the other Royals, who were getting hyped up.
     "Y-yeah. I forgot something; that's all!" I tried really hard to look optimistic, but I failed the Queen of Freak's test.
     "If you tell me what's going on, you won't be able to drive this bus." I knew she meant it in a joking matter, but it was still pretty scary.
     "Honestly, I need to pick up my wallet", I said, trying to sound innocent. After a thorough investigation of my facial expressions, Corrie concluded that I wasn't lying. I wasn't to begin with; I just left something out.
     After reassuring everyone that I'd be less than 5 minutes, I quickly ran to the Elevator of Death, went to the top floor, then ran to me and Amelia's room. I swiped the card and quickly retrieved my toiletries bag before running to the restroom. Luckily for me, there was already an unused glass for me to use. I unzipped the bag and pulled out my secret to everyone except Louie. I looked at what was in my hand and couldn't help to let a few tears fall.
     I shook out an antidepressant from my medication bottle.
     Now, before you freak out, I've avoided these things for as long as I could, but no matter what, something always triggered my depression. Whether it be an injury, the death of a loved one, or mean words, something always triggered it.
     After finishing two glasses of water (I can never swallow a pill without at least a full cup of water), I grabbed my purse and jogged back to the main entrance of the hotel, where I had temporarily parked the bus.
     The good thing about my particular medication was that it worked quickly. I knew this when the metaphorical elephant finally moved off of my chest and sat in the corner of my mind, waiting for me to forget it was there once again.
     "Everyone ready?" I felt so much better when everyone nodded in unison.
     "Alrighty! Impossibility, here we come!!!"