This plane ride is probably one of the baddest ones, I'm not gonna say worst because of December 18, 2006. Anyways I'm trying to do my homework and the couple behind us starts cussing in mad French. Cameron is knocked out and has headphones on so he can't hear anything if I did wake him up. Maddy is watching TV on her laptop so she can't hear either. I forgot my headphones so I'm forced to listen to them argue probably about absolutely nothing. I finish my homework and try to fall asleep. I grab Mr. Bubbles. Mr.Bubbles is my stuffed pink giraffe. I've had him since I was like 5. They stop and I smile. Then the kid in the front of me starts asking me random questions.
" Is your tongue long? How old are you? Is this your family? Why is your hair so curly? Where did you get your shirt? I like your shirt. Do you have any games on your phone? Why do you have a stuffed animal? Are you trying to sleep?" The kid asks.
" I guess so. 14. Yes. I have no idea. Forever 21. Thanks. Not really. Because I love it. Yes I am." I say.
" Ok goodnight." The kid says.
" Goodnight." I say.
