LOST

Six

Thursday 12th November
2:55pm
In the private jet

Haydee

These guys were loadeddd. I mean they had a freaking PRIVATE JET! I was very surprised but I didn't let it show ofcourse.

Don't think I'll be allowed to live the same luxury life as them though. I groaned at that thought. That's not fair.

"What's wrong papillon?" Cedric said from the seat across from me breaking me out of thought.
(Translation: butterfly)

"Like you care." I muttered looking out the window. What would happen if I stood on a cloud. Will I find a giant like in Jack and the beanstalk?

That would be so cool!

"I do care bébé." he said getting up to sit next to me "so tell me, what's wrong baby sister?" he pulled his earphones out as he said that like he's ready to listen.

It's a trick dont call for it he doesn't care and he doesn't really want to listen.

Will that voice ever shut up.

"Nothing and I'm not a baby." I glared at him but that just made him laugh! That's so mean.

"You'll always be a baby to me papillon." he joked kissing my cheek. Blehh! I wiped his kiss off my cheek giving him a look.

"So what was London like." he wondered probably thinking it was all fish and chips or tea and crumpets with the queen.

"Shit" I said bluntly.

"Language." da—i mean Joseph said sternly entering the part of the jet we were in.

What am I supposed to call it anyways? A room?

"Okay big guy." I rolled my eyes while Cedric laughed..again.

"I'm sure it wasn't that bad! What was a normal day like in your life." oh dear brother I was getting beaten to a pulp every other day and treated as a slave the next! I couldn't say that though
of course...oh maybe I could?

"Many stabbings, burglary's and of course many pervs." I smiled at him innocently. I could tell my answer made him uncomfortable, good.

I can't be arsed with any questions.

He muttered a sorry before him and Joseph had an eye conversation. Typical.

This flight is taking agessss.

Middle of the flight
7:00pm

A flight attendant came asking if we wanted anything to eat. I was quite thirsty so I politely asked for some water.

"I wast talking to you, slut." excuse me?

"Im the slut?" I couldn't help but laugh "says the one with her tits out." bitches like her piss me off.

"Close ur legs once in a while. You smell fishy and I don't think my brother is interested." I said honestly hoping why would just go get my water.

Her face turned to shock after I said brother and she immediately started apologising.

"I-im sorry M-Miss Monet I'll go get your water now." she said stuttering in fear.

"No you wont, tell another flight attendant to bring her water and you're fired." Joseph said in a frightening tone.

If looks could kill, she would have died twice but too bad they don't.