Tony Stark's Daughter

Chapter 8

I finally board the plane and go to my seat. I decided not to chose a first class seat because I find they bug me to much for my liking. I have the window seat which I now regret getting because I will have to squeeze by someone to get to the bathroom or to stretch my legs.

Some man comes and sits beside me. Just from looks, he seems like a self obsorbed guy who runs his family business. He is wearing a black suit with a grey tie.

"Hi. Can you move you bag it's just past the chair line in my space. I don't appreciate that." The guy says in a snobby British accent.

"Yeah sorry. I didn't realize it mattered that much." I say using my foot to kick my bag to 'my side'. He scoffs at me using my feet and take a little broom from some where to brush away the couple pieces of dirt I left behind. This is going to be a long two and a half hour flight.

The man sits down beside me takes a towel from his overly large carry on bag and places it neatly on the floor and gently places his bag on it.

I already dispise the man. I just want to punch him in his snobby British face. I can't stand snobby people. They just annoy me so much. I'm just surprised he isn't sitting in first class.

About 20 minutes have past and the plane has finally started to take off. I look out the window to see the plane lift off the ground and everything get smaller. I always enjoy flying. Just the thought of something this magnificent carrying you from place to place amazes me.

I grab my small neck pillow from my bag and prop it around my neck so I can try and get some sleep since I woke up early.

I think I was able to sleep for about 30 minutes before I woke up to the guy sitting beside me loudly typing away on his laptop. He is hitting the keys so he hard with his finger tips making so much noise I think he might break it.

"Hey, sorry for bothering you but could you try and type a little quiter. I'm trying to get some shut eye." I say trying to sound as polite as possible. The last thing I wanted was this man thinking I was being rude and blabbing on about it.

"Oh, I'm sorry that my working is keeping you from your precious sleep." He says with an attitude and goes back to typing. I just decided it press the 'help' button above me to see if I could get moved instead of dealing with him any longer.

A minute later a flight attendant appears. "What can I help you with miss?" she asks. I tell her the problem and she says she would talk to the pilot. While doing this the guy beside me gave me the death stare but I just ignore it.

A flight attendant comes back and says that she had talked to one of the other passengers and they have agreed to move seats with the man beside me.

"I can't believe this. I'm getting moved for being productive. This is crazy." says the man as he packs up his things and leaves to follow the flight attendant to his new seat in first class. I wonder who wanted to change seats from first class just because some stranger wants to sleep in peace.

The person who switched came to the seat and sat down. I turn to thank the person and see Loki. "LOKI!! Why the hell are you here?" I almost hiss. Has he been following me.

"First,  I'm not following you and second, can't a God go for a trip to Florida?" I Loki placing his hands behind his head using them as a head rest.

"Wait how did you.. Never mind. Why did you have to go on this flight?" I question remembering that he can read minds.

"I wanted to go to Florida today plus you were going on it so I had to."

"So you are following me." I say glaring at him.

"Oh, I guess so. Anyways your mother told me to follow you to make sure you are safe. I don't know why she asked me though." Loki says actually agreeing with me.

I curse under my breath. I should have just said I was going with a friend out side of the Avengers. Then I wouldn't have been in the situation with the guy that knows my deepest secret.

"She was just worried about you. Plus she wouldn't have believed you, you don't have any friends outside of the Avengers." Loki says with a chuckle replying to my thoughts.

"Could you please stop reading my mind. You not even aloud to read the Avengers minds in the first place" I say getting annoyed.

"No thanks I'm good. Plus we aren't in the Avengers compound and you can't tell on me." Loki says with a overly proud smile smeared on his face being able to do what he wants. I roll my eyes and just try to go to sleep for the rest of the flight.

"Hey, Sasha. Wake up we're here." Loki says shaking my shoulder. I groan and rub my eyes. I can't believe I slept the whole flight. Still half asleep I toss my pillow in my bag and throw it over my shoulder. I stand up and grab Loki's shoulder for balance also so he can lead me off the plane.

We slowly walks into the group of people leaving. I just want to go back to sleep. "Where is your hotel?" Loki questions. I tell him the address of it and the room number.

We get to a car that I rented to drive around and Loki gets in the drivers seat and I get in the passenger seat. Probably a good thing that I don't drive. I'd end up falling asleep.

Loki drives us to the hotel. By the time I get there I've already fallen asleep again. Loki realizes that as he parks the car. He rolls his eyes but still comes around to my side and carrys me into the hotel in the bridal position.

"We are in room 206 under the name of Sasha Stark." Loki says standing still holding me at the front desk. The person there passes him the keys and gets two younger boys to get the luggage from the car and bring it to the room.

Loki carrys me the whole way and even put me under the covers on the bed. There is only one bed so he took a seat in a chair across the room and starts reading his book again.

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Hey thanks for reading the book. It's starting to turn into a Loki fanfic. I hope your fine with that if not just say so I don't mind. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.