"This is so damn uncomfortable," I mumbled to myself as I shifted in the airplane seat, Anwar sat next to me and Maxxie next to him. I leaned my head back against the headrest as there was a ding that rang out through the cabin.
"Lades and gentlemen, the seatbelt light has been switched off. You are now free to move around the cabin," Someone said over the intercom, "We've reached cruising altitude and are flying over the French Alps..."
I watched as Anwar shifted in his seat, covering his lap, Maxxie raised a brow as he looked at Anwar, "Sorry, man," He teased.
"It's nothing to do with you!" Anwar argued, "It's the vibrations, innit?" Anwar defended himself.
I leaned forward a little to get involved in the conversation, "Are you sure?" I asked.
"Oh, fuck off, Izzy!"
Maxxie let out a laugh, "You gonna be this horny the whole trip?" He questioned Anwar.
"Just wait till we get there! Oh, man, those Russian peasant babes will do anything for some Levi's and a Big Mac!"
"Disgusting," I said under my breath before our history teacher stood up out of his seat to address us.
"Okay, everyone. Listen up," He said before he cleared his throat, "Right... I want you all to remember this is not a holiday, okay? This is your chance to nail your module one history coursework, post-Soviet industrial Russia!" He smiled, "It's a chance of a lifetime, gang, now, this isn't just education, yeah? It's total education."
Tony let out a scoff, "Total piss up."
"Uh, no... no, no, no, there'll be no 'piss up,' okay? We're gonna work hard, understanding the culture and history of Mokshovkov in the Mordovian Republic of Russian Federation... Okay? We're gonna see the real Russia, yeah? The wild and desolate land that Napolean and Hitler failed to tame," I sunk back in my seat the more he went on, "This is adventure, yeah? This is living, breathing history... Who's with me!" Someone from across the aisle cheered, "Thank you, sir. I was addressing history students only..."
I watched as he went and sat back down next to Angie. I felt my seat move forward as Chris stood up and looked down into our seats, "Oi, An. Where'd you hide the drugs, then?" Chris asked Anwar.
Anwar turned his body, a confused look on his face, "I thought you were bringing them," He said.
Chris furrowed his brow, "No... You were gonna put 'em in your turban."
Anwar let out a small scoff, "I don't wear a turban, Chris."
"I thought you were gonna get one especially!"
Then Tony looked over his seat in front of us, "Don't panic, you guys, we've got a back-up plan," I watched as he his Sid in the shoulder.
"You don't mean you put it up his arse, do you?" I spoke up, worry on my face. Tony nodded, "Christ..."
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Finally we landed and got to the... place, we were staying. We were all standing in the lobby, "It's two to a room!" Our history teacher shouted as everyone finished talking, "So pair up, people!"
Shit, who was I supposed to room with? I stood there, watching as Michelle walked over to Jal, and two girls walked up to Kenny. Tony went over to Sid, Maxxie and Anwar. I panicked and looked at Chris who was of course pairing up with a random girl. I stood there, staring, I couldn't take my eyes off of him and this girl who I didn't know. "Izzy?" I heard Maxxie speak up, I snapped my eyes from Chris to Maxxie, "You alright?" He looked over at Chris and then he started nodding, "Right... Right."
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FanfictionIsabella Richardson didn't care about anything, not college nor what the hell she was going to do after it. She just wanted to party and forget everything in the process.