AIN'T NO WAY YOU GUYS ARE STILL READING THIS ONE ITS SO BAD!!! I ONLY HAVE IT UP TO ADVERTISE MY NEW STORY HIS ESCAPE!
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"You must've got the wrong impression if you keep expecting to get away with shit like this, so let me...
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The drive to the airport was long because we had to keep our jet outside of the city. If it were too close my father could have possibly ran into us. It's a very sunny day today though, so all of the snow is melting on the streets. We take off at noon, but we will land right after midnight in Italy.
I usually need drinks to get me through a long plane ride, but I'm supposed to drive when we get to Italy. I don't know how I'm going to get through this.
As we load onto the jet, I have to convince the pilot not to tell my father. After about five minutes of money and promises, he agrees.
The jet doesn't feel like a commercial flight at all. The seats are spread out, we have nice leather couches, and there's a bed in the back room.
I sit down in a seat to prepare for lift off. Mileva is in front of me next to Amir. She's in a thin shirt and a pair of sweats. She's so cute when she is lazy.
I have my bag to the side of me, and all of the other luggage was put under the plane. I didn't pack much because we were only supposed to be there for three days. I packed casual clothes, and some fancy stuff in case I surprise myself and take Mileva to dinner.
I hear them both talking about Italy. It's so fun to hear how optimistic they are. I remember Amir's first time in Italy when we were thirteen. He was a quiet kid, but he was so excited that day. We went cliff diving into the water. That's one of my favorite memories with him.
The pilot announces that we are taking off in a few minutes. So I get out some music to listen to.
About an hour into the flight, everyone started to get a bit fidgety. They had been sitting in one place for so long.
I was subject to that. I've never been able to do nothing. I feel so useless. At least when I talk to someone I give them some joy. Of course they give me some too.
I see Amir get up for the bathroom, so I take this chance to sit by Mileva.
She ignores me, so I tap her on the shoulder. She pauses her phone and turns to me.
"What?"
My mind blanks. I should've had a plan before coming to talk.
"Did you pack a swimsuit?"
I panicked.
"Yes I did."
"Good." I nod.
Now I just look at her. I feel so stupid right now.
"Is that all?" She asks.
I just nod again.
She cocks an eyebrow at me and slowly goes back to her phone. I kept staring. I have nothing else going on, and looking at her is the most enjoyable thing to do at the minute.
