Following Frodo~ My Unexpected Journey

Chapter 3~ Flight

**On the Plane**

Taking a sigh of relief as I sat in the row by myself. Mom turns around.

"Will you be okay by yourself?"

"Yes mom I will be FINE!" I understand she worries about me but I'm 18. I can even drive a car myself but no she wont have it, not until I go off to college.

I can handle myself, as long as a mother with a baby or an obnoxious kid do not sit next to me I will be okay.

I face out the window and pull out my iPod. I guess I will listen to Return of the King.

I feel a hard bump on my shoulder.

"Oh excuse me." A boy apologizes, I turn to face him.

It is the boy from the car window. Giving him an uneasy smile I return my gaze outside. The sky is an orange and pink haze with clouds surrounding the quickly rising sun.

Why is this boy here? He seems calmer then he appeared in my window. This is nonsense, it probably wasn't him. Taking a breath I hear the intercome blare and turn the volume on my music down.

"Ladies and Gentleman, we are about to take off, please make sure your buckled up and we will be leaving shortly."

After a stewardess came and showed us how to work the oxigene masks and how to work the buttons above our heads.

I sighed in relief as the plane began to lift up, feeling my ears pop I chewed my cheek to help myself adjust to the air elevation. Turning my music back on I feel a tug on my hand.

Looking at the boy next to me I chuckle.

"First flight?"

He nods and moves his hand to intertwine with my own sending my heart racing. I should be worried I mean I don't know this boy, and yet I feel safe and calm with his company. It was as if I had known him before.

"Sorry, that must have been weird." He says removing his hand from my own. I actually want to grab it back, but bite my lip restraining myself. His English accent is so attractive I have to keep myself from squealing.

"It's fine, I remember how I was my first flight." I laugh lightly remembering the incident.

"I bet you were braver than you think."

"No way!" I scoff, am I flirting? This is so akward. He gives me a toothy smile and I swear I died right there. I have had no previous experience with oys. I assumed I would leave this world alonw with nothing but my books and maybe a cat or two.

He brushes a strand of hair behind my ear.

"You have....the most amazing eyes."

Blushing I look at his own. They were ice blue with gold specks, they sent my stomach flipping. His brown hair was curly, the tips of his hair just covering his ears, and he held a strong chin and large pink lips. I could tell he was studying my own face.

"Sorry." I mumble looking outside at the clouds. He says something softly and I can barley hear him.

He poked my shoulder.

"Where are you headed?"

Can it be that this extremly attractive boy still wants to talk to me?

"Um..New Zealand."

"Brilliant! Me too!"

"Guess we are stuck together for the next 24 hours." I smirk he chuckles.

"Well then lets take this opportunity to get to know one another."

"Why not?"

"I'm Gerrick, I'm 19." He said kindly. Smiling at me.

"I'm Arella and I'm 18."

And I began my entire life story..starting from when I was born and can you believe this gorgeous, English stranger listened to my every word?

Then I listened to his.

*****

The sun was just rising as I opened my eyes. I shot up suprised as I realized I had fallen asleep on Gerrick's shoulder. He shifted slightly a smile playing on his lips.

"Arella." His voice mumbled. I gasped.

"Arella!" He shouted and began thrashing about. I pinned his arms down.

"Gerrick..calm..ow." I clutched my cheek as he slapped me. His eyes opened wide and he shot  into my arms.

"You're still here." he breathed into my neck.

"Yes." I said breathlessly.

"I thought- I thought you had been taken..away."

"Shhhhh-"

"Away from me..." His breathing had increased and I pushed him down into his chair.

"I'm not going anywhere Gerrick."

He shut his eyes again, and his breathing resumed.

I swallowed some of the bile that had risen in my throat. Why would he think that I would be taken? I am just a normal American teen, who has a disturbingly great obsession with Lord of the Rings. My head is begining to hurt trying to make sense of all of the goings on in my life lately.

I pull my book out from my small backpack they allowed me to bring on. Flipping through the Hobbit to the page I had left off on.

A screech was heard from outside the window, I look around at the other passengers who all still lay sleeping, was it just my imagination.

A loud screech sounds again and I look out the window, three huge birds fly by and look at me I gasp and shut my eyes...when I open them, they are gone.

"GERRICK." I hiss under my breath waking him once again. He looks startled.

"Are you ok?" He looks at me and his eyes get wide. I know he sees something, the birds have returned outside the window.

"You-You see them right?"

"Yea." We look at one another and he grabs my hand. Gerrick is definitly not who he appears to be.