Chapter 4: "Plane" Embarassment

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Chapter 4: "Plane" Embarassment

Andrew ----->

Skai's POV:

I yawned and stretched my tired, sore body out as much as I could in the restricting space graciously given by the asshats that made this esteemed transportation of maximum fuckery. I could only imagine how nice it would be to fully recline in the comfort of first class. Economy just plain sucks ass.

I sighed in defeat, and laid down as best as I could, stuffing my still cramping body back into the seat.

"Would you stop sighing you're making me restless too," my mother spoke from her seat next to me.

I snorted. "I fail to understand what me sighing has to do with your restlessness," I retorted, "Doesn't the fact that you're restless mean that you have to pee or something? Are you on your period? God I really fucking hope you're not on your period." I rambled on about how absolutely awful my mother was when she was having a grand time with her friend Voldemort. Yeah, Voldemort is what I call periods. Everybody bitches at me like, "Why do you call it Voldemort, are you too much of a pussy to call it a period?" No. I am not a pussy, you just can't understand my geniusness. Like Voldemort's real name is Tom Riddle right? And then Tom could be an acronym for 'time of month'. And what does time of month mean? I think we all know that. I always feel bad for women becuase they have to go through the pain of feeling like your uterus is trying to crawl it's way out of your stomach.

"Now that you mention it, I really do have to pee..." my mom whispers to herself before getting up. "Don't miss me too much while I'm gone," she tells me before blowing me a kiss and walking towards the back of the plane to the bathroom. I shake my head with a grin on my face at her antics. She has a naturally flirtatious personality, but that does not mean at all that she is a whore. She is probably the most modest person you will meet in your life.

It's hilarious because one time we were heading home after having dinner, and some dude tried to hit on her and he was all like, "I can give you the time of your life". And she replied by saying, "A person like you can't give me the time of my life, but even a dog can give you the time of your life." I have never laughed so hard in my life. The dude's face lit up red and he was literally shaking in anger until he huffed and walked away. As he was stomping away we heard him say "bitch" under his breath and my mom yelled back at him, "I'm not a bitch, but we all know you're gonna be fucking an actual one!" This final statement set me off again, and I ended up rolling on the ground laughing so hard that I was clutching my stomach while crying.

I giggled to myself as I recalled what happened that night. I leaned against the back of my chair and closed my eyes, living in the past memories I had with my mother. I heard some shuffling and someone sitting down in the chair next me. I smiled slyly and planned to surprise the person who sat down, who was obviously my mother. I counted to three in my head and opened my eyes while simultaneously screaming and put up my hands in a 'boo' manner. I expected her to scream, but what I didn't expect is that I'd find someone who wasn't my mom sitting in her chair smiling at me, seemingly not affected at all by my surprise attack.

I intook a sharp gasp as I jumped away from him closer to the window.

"W-w-where's my mom?" I asked him tentatively not sure if he was a bad person or not.

"Oh, about that," I scrunched my eyes shut expecting the worst, "she's sitting over there." My eyes flew open and I looked at him for a few seconds trying to tell if he was lying or not.

He must've seen the wariness in my eyes because he chuckled, pointed down the aisle toward the bathroom, and said, "I'm not lying. She's really sitting over there. In my seat." My mouth hung open at that. I sprung up from my seat and immediately shuffled to the end of our little seat section and looked down the aisle to see my mom waving from where she was sitting not too far away from where our actual seats are. I stumbled into the aisle and made my way over to her.

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