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Jawbreaker, she tastes like candy, star chaser
And she's not landing, L.A.X is
In Miami
Jawbreaker, jawbreaker
Would it kill you to smile?
Let me occupy your mind
With a million miles an hour

Saying that I was smart was an understatement. I decided to get in the plane before anyone of my flight crew would be able to get inside and locate their seats, especially before Mr Monopoly would be able to stalk me all the way to my seat, so I located the oldest guy in the plane and asked if I could sit next to him. It took a couple minutes before he could move out of his seat to let me in but once he did I got into the seat next to the window and the old guy and his wife sat right next to me, they wouldn't be able to give their seats, perfect.

Even If I was going to use them at first, I got such a sweet energy from this couple that just using them as my ticket to escape from the guy, I just ended up wishing to spend more time with them. First of all because they were nice enough to let me sit with them and second of all Georgie, the sweet old guy, offered me a croissant because "Its too early to be on an empty stomach" Miriam, Georgie's wife noticed the astrology book on my hand and said:

- "Oh, are you into astrology dear"?-

- "Yes, actually, do you?"- I asked- "Enjoy astrology I mean"-

- "Oh dear, I'm too old for that, I barely know the concept"- she said brushing it off-

- "Age is a social construct, our mind is never "too old" to learn something"- I said as I felt my usual carefree energy coming back to me- "would you like to talk about it?"- I asked

- "Oh dear that would be lovely, and we have thirteen hours together, so its not like we're on a rush or anything like that"- she turned her whole body towards me- "Georgie pay attention to the sweet girl, she might teach us something new."

Georgie gave me a warm smile encouraging to procede with my astrology knowledge

- "Well, astrology is like a clock, a clock doesn't establish the hour of the day but rather tells you what time it is, right?"- they both nodded very interested in what I was saying.- "so astrology is like a cosmic mirror that makes you look at yourself completely, the good, the bad, and the different aspects of your life, a mirror doesn't make a shirt be blue but rather shows you the shirt is blue, right? its the same thing with astrology, it doesn't make you who you are, but it shows you just that, like a mirror"- I said and decided to continue with the basics of astrology, I liked how I felt heard by this really lovely couple.

A few minutes went by and Scrooge Mc Duck and Aurora got in the alley next to my seat and looked at me, the duo came to my seat with the sweet flight attendant in charge of our flight. When Scrooge Mc Duck saw me, he didn't look annoyed but rather entertained by this whole situation, while Aurora looked like she might fall asleep any minute now, so I guess that his man chasing me down to spend 13 hours next to me didn't bother her...

- "Good Morning"- the flight attendant said to the nice couple beside me- "My name is Roxie and I'll be your flight attendant on this flight from Bathe, England to Saõ Paulo, Brazil"- she said on a very commercial tone, if that made any sense at all- "Are we all set here?"- she asked.

- "Oh dear, everything's just perfect, My Georgie and I are just waiting for the plane to take off"- she said turning away from me and giving her attention to Roxie, Georgie did too, which made me focus my attention on Monopoly.

It was almost like a magnet that my eyes fell upon this stranger that was already able to get on my nerves, I just needed to see the cocky look on his face. He was starring at me in such a way that I felt it burning my skin, his empty eyes just... there, scanning me from head to toe and focusing on my face and by the looks of it I had the most interesting thing on it because he seemed as interested as if I had the answers to all the mysteries of the universe written on my face. The thing is, those green emerald eyes made me feel like my insides were burning, and not like yesterday burning, not like my insides falling to the ground like cities in ruins, but rather in a way that I would gladly like to incinerate forever, too bad he was an idiot though.

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