Business Class? Yes please!

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TW- MENTIONS A PAPERCUT

Y/N POV

y/f/s= your favourite singer

y/c/h=your colour hair

I strolled down into a store near me. The little convenience shop had things like gifts, snacks that I had never seen before and even the new (y/f/s) magazine that was limited edition and only available in America. I knew I had to grab them before I went. Suddenly, I felt a sharp tap on my shoulder. Hesitantly, I turned around. 

"Move." the black-haired girl snarled.

It was none other than Txunamy. What was she doing at the airport?

"Um-"

"I said move," she repeated, pushing me slightly, making me stumble to the left.

"Sorry," I whispered in a small voice. 

Txunamy glanced up and down the shelf, and then into my hands. I had just gotten the last copy of the magazine. With a smirk, she snatched the papers out of my hand so aggressively that I was left with a deep paper cut from one end of my palm to the other. 

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TIME SKIP

We had just started boarding. 

"Um sorry miss, but I'm afraid that your ticket isn't scanning. Are you sure that's the correct one?" the check-in attendant asked, her brows furrowed, scrolling vigorously on her computer. I could hear the impatient grumbles from the family behind me. 

"Yes, I'm sure. Here, I have a code too." I answered nervously, showing her a bright yellow post-it note with a code written neatly on the front. 

I watched anxiously as she typed it in, my stomach knotting together as the complaints of the passengers after me filled the atmosphere.

"Okay let's see..." she sighed, scrolling a bit more, "Ah! It seems as though there has been a mistake! Your seat had been purchased already, but for some reason, the website has allowed it to be bought again. Unfortunately, the passenger has already been boarded."

"Oh," I said, swallowing disappointedly. What would I do now? I guess I could always go back to Noah's place. How would mom react? I was snapped out of my thoughts.

"However, we can move you up to business class?" the lady smiled, handing me a new ticket.

"Really? Thank you!" I grinned, mouthing a small sorry to the annoyed, grumpy-faced, middle-aged woman with 2 children behind me.

I wandered down the aisles of economy seats and premium economy seats until I reached the business class area. The luxurious seats were wide, and fancy and had an array of different products. There were mini packs of lip glosses, hand creams and even a menu full of top-tier food!

I glanced down at my ticket once again, ready to find my new and improved seat.

Seat... A13...

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Sorry for not uploading!!!! I had a MAJOR writer's block again and I had like 20 tests. BUT WE ARE BACK YALL!!!! STAY COQUETTE

YOUR AUTHOR EL


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