What Happen to Flight 93?

The Beginning

"Are you ready to go?" says Tyler as he straps into his on the airplane ride to hell. He knows what's going to happen when his brother sees his apartment in New York. He'll call mom and say some crap about how I'm not clean.

Well news flash you aren't either!

"Yep," Kyle says into his book about some bug that is endangered "I wish you would of givin me a heads up about how long it would take to get to your house!"

Well if you didn't know I live in New York and I go to an engineering school that is very hard to get into. I'm not to happy that my brother is coming because I just got expelled from this school. I haven't told anyone in my family yet.

A flight attendant is going around checking the upper compartments, seat belts, and people on the plane before we take off. She stops at us trying to make small talk but not getting anything out of Kyle as he is in a book.

I look at the flight attendant I say to her "Sorry about my brother he loves books a lot." nudging Kyle to say sorry but he still doesn't budge from his book.

"It's okay," says the Flight attendant "I have a son at home as well does the same thing. Have a nice flight!" She walks away pickin up the pace as the captain is no talking on the intercom.

"Thank you for flying on Allegiant Airlines, Today we will be flying from sunny California to New york," The Captain exclaims seeming tired in his words "We hope you enjoy the flight."

I look around the airplane looking for something to take my mind off my brothers annoying talking skills. I find myself staring at a middle aged man who is sitting down as he puts his bag into the top compartment.

He looks Middle Eastern, he has a blackened grey beard. This man wears jeans, and a blue sweater. I find him acting weird like he is tensed, we lock eyes, and I see him dig into my soul as if he wants me to know something.

I shake it off thinking it's just some feeling wondering, who he was, and what did he want me to know so bad.

We finally take off, the stoutest comes around giving everyone little snacks and drinks to everyone. I take some trail mix and Coke, my brother of course is two busy to even notice her go around.

Then I see the Middle Eastern man get up with his bag and head to the back of the plane. I take notice but don't put two things together. I get out my laptop to look at my email. I see that my mom sent me some emails saying she is so proud of me for taking on this college. I just wish she would get off my case, I just want to tell the truth but I know if I do, then i'll never hear the end of it.

I then hear a commotion coming from the back of airplane, I look behind my seat I see that most people have there hands up looking scared staring at the arabic man who know has 3 Middle Eastern people standing next to him all holding against peoples heads. This was the beginning of the highjack.