"What are you guys doing....?" You groaned, rubbing your eyes. It was summer vacation, your class wanting to hang out for the summer together.

In a group decision, they would all pitch in and pay for a summer vacation to America (some paying more than others...cough cough, rich girl Momo) for most of the vacation.

Everyone had just gotten off the plane, holding their things as they approached the large bus (that Momo also paid for... she also paid the driver, of course) and they were currently arguing about something.

Iida was holding a paper, his arm moving in an up and down motion as per usual. It was a seating chart. In his perfectly legible handwriting, he had written down names to pair up people in seats that would cause the least trouble.

Except for the seat beside you was scribbled out. Plenty of times. At first, Iida wrote down his name beside yours (probably because he made the chart), then in different handwriting, Kaminari had written his name over his, then to Mina. It kept going until all different handwriting had stacked on top of each other, making one big scribble.

Even Bakugo had put his name beside yours until he scribbled it out himself. Turns out, when they were passing the paper around to check the seating charts, people had scribbled out others' names to sit by you.

The only empty spot was by Mineta in the back of the bus...to which nobody wanted to sit by him, so it was fine.

Everyone was tired and exhausted from the plane ride, a couple of them sitting down on the ground and leaning on their things. Nobody wanted to be yelled at right now.

"Who kept stealing the paper!?" Iida shouted, chopping his arm up and down. Kaminari whistled, trying to look innocent. Heads turned around to him until Bakugo took him by the collar as sparks erupted in his palm.

"So, who's sitting by {{user}}?" Todoroki asked with the still voice, looking around. He looked the same as ever, not even seemingly a little bit tired.

"Not you, that's for damn sure, icyhot!" Bakugo growled out, still having Denki by the collar as he whipped his head to the dual-haired colored male.

"Kaachan, please..." Midoriya begged in a quiet voice, sitting on the ground as he waited for the situation to be settled finally.

He opened his mouth to yell at the green headed male until he was interrupted by Momo,who looked tired but as pretty as always. You never understood her, really.

"Okay, wait. No fighting, please. It's early... and we just got off the plane. What state are we even in...?" Momo, rubbing her tired eyes, sighed softly. Everyone held onto their things, shrugging a little bit as they all yawned.