"Here you are mam, your new outfit. And what could I get you to drink?" A zip up clothing protection bag was placed on the seat in front of me, which was then followed by a voice. Looking up to see one of the most delicately crafted women I have seen in a long while was a small shock, Satan must have taken his time crafting you.
Shaking out of your inner thoughts, you reply back, "A water will do dear, thank you." Giving a short smile, you go to pull out your computer to reply to some emails you just needed to clear up. Gaining a small, but still noticeable "yes miss" in return, you carry on.
After a couple minutes of replying to boring emails, you decide to get changed. Figuring it'd be better to do so now rather than later. As you're putting on the blazer so you can fasten the belt, the flight attendant walks in with your drink in hand. "Oh my goodness, I am so sorry! I should have knocked before entering, forgive me!" She managed to squeak out with a look of shock and embarrassment on her face.
Chuckling a bit to yourself, you reply. "There is nothing to be sorry for, I had not locked the door nor had I informed you that I was to change at this time. Besides it is just a bit of skin, nothing I'm sure you haven't seen before." As you finish speaking you pull the belt down through itself so it doesn't get in the way. Looking back at the woman who was still holding your drink, a little surprised she didn't drop it from how spooked she sounded.
Walking the four steps over to her to take the glass from out of her hands, while sending one of your smiles her way. "Thank you hun, I'll let you know if I need anything else." You say and immediately turn around to go back to your seat, you could tell the woman was a little disappointed that you had disregarded her as fast as you had.
Smirking to yourself, you didn't know you still had it in you. Oh come on, you're telling me that if you were put face to face with someone, who looks as if they were crafted by the gods for centuries, you wouldn't try to fluster them? I think we all know the answer to that one, can't blame me now.
Six Hours Later :
"We will be landing shortly miss, I suggest getting your belongings together soon."
Looking up to see the same girl who had assisted me my whole flight, I replied back. "Thank you...?"
Taking the hint of the silent question, she provided with an answer. "Amanda, Amanda Piers miss."
"Well", you started off, "Miss Piers" standing up, which caused you to have to look down to her height, "thank you for your service and suggestions."
Earning a smile back along with a response, "It's no problem, if you need help with anything just let me know." Giving a small tight lipped smile in return, she was on her way to go do whatever it is that she needed to do before we landed.
Putting the last of your things back into your bag, you take your seat. Just in time to be sat for the 'please be sure to be seated and have your seatbelts fastened' message that came over the plane's intercoms. Buckling your seatbelt, you begin to await your descent to the ground. Looking out the window it began to finally hit you.
You're almost home.
WORD COUNT : 600
A/N - As I said in the first chapter, the parts coming up are going to get a little longer. Hope you're all enjoying, remember to vote and comment to help support! <3
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