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Okay you can't blame me for hating the idea of flying. First of all things it's 1974 how good could airplanes be right now? I mean having people I know there just makes it worse yet also better because on one hand what if they die in the crash that might possibly happen because it keeps happening in your head and yet you somehow make it out but then there's also the fact that they are there for you to help you calm down because hey you know how bad could it actually be.... Right?
"Brian, are you positive that we can't just take a boat we'll get there eventually!" I said with a surge to just run out of the airport and pretend I ever forced myself into this situation.
"Jo, think about this rationally. Take a deep breath in and out remember that." Bri trying to help me calm down was cute of him thinking that it would work. With John in the back saying nothing knowing it will be the best to stay out.
"Actually I think I'm feeling better!?"
"Wait? Really?" Both Brian and John said in confusion.
"Yeah, no That shit advice." I said in a sarcastic tone.
"Ok, lovies that's enough!" I heard a new voice take over our conversation. It was Freddie the new guy I wasn't to used to yet.
"Now don't you two get your panties in a twist! We have people in America waiting for us!" Freddie was as you can see very much excited to go to America.
"Well that's not exactly what I needed." When another person joined
"Well I see someone is not the most excited for the flight!" It was Roger of course!
And that's when Freddie finally caught on.
"Oh jo! You have nothing to worry about it's nothing! All you have to do is get smashed and that is that!"
"I'm not sure if that will help but I'm pretty sure I'm really open to alcohol, so it sounds like a deal!"
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We have now all gotten through the gates and to our plane. When entering the plane I was starting to clam down and when we got seated Brian sat next to me and ordered me a Mimosa knowing it's one of my favorite drinks and would help settle my nerves.
"You know they have drinks harder then that?" Roger added on before ordering his own drink knowing that he would be the most smashed person on the plane.
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When the plane was taking off I think I cut of circulation to Brian's hand because of how tight I was grasping his wrist.
Yet about 15 minutes after take off I was feeling a bit buzzed and much more relaxed and was fine for the rest of the flight.
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Brian woke me up half way through the flight to ask me if I wanted food and or another drink and I said yes to both!
After that I don't remember much ( I'm a light weight....)
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Then next time I woke up it was was the end of the flight and we were about to land, I sat up in my seat still tired and lying my head on Brian's shoulder waiting for the plane to land I looked over to see all the other lads asleep and one by one being told that we were about to land and seeing the look on all their faces as if they didn't think they were gonna make it also! I was just the one that said anything about my anxiety! And when they woke up Freddie and told him he bolted up in excitement and was ready to be in America.
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When we were landing I was squeezing Brian again until we hit land that's when I let go. We were there, we were in America!


Heyy!!! It's Alice here this is my first story on Wattpad so don't go to hard on me but yes I will still take criticism ! I know it's a bit short for a first chapter but I will have plenty more for you guys here with in the next week!

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