Our week in Paris.

The flight.

  ~Angel's P.O.V~

        As soon as we got to the airport we joined the rest of the class mates. To my surprise, a bunch of kids were going. We were instructed to sit in the terminal, whilst the teachers, staff, and chaperones went to turn in our tickets. A bunch of mine and Lex's friends we had made over the two weeks were here, so we joined them. Sitting across from me and Lex was the one person I wasn't excited to see. Laura. She gave me a stuck up look, and stuck her tongue out at me. How childish these Americans were. I swear if Lexi hadn't said anything I would have gone for her throat. 

        "Don't let her ruin the trip, Angel." Lexi pleaded. I think she could tell I was fuming. I gave her a simple nod and slid lower into my chair. I pretended like I was scratching the side of my face, and gave Laura the finger. She obviously saw because she turned toward her friends with a gasp and started gossiping about me, like I cared. 

        "Flight 304, all boarding." A robotic voice announced over the speakers of the airport. Mrs. Shakel, the english teacher, started herding us like sheep over to the plane. I looked over at Lexi, she was as white as a ghost.

        ~Lexi's P.O.V~

        It's time to board. Oh no. This was hectic. I could feel the color drain from my face as we strode onto the plane. There were three seats in each row. Me and Angel would be able to sit together. Good. 

        "You look bloody horrible." Angel called from my side. I turned to face her. Worry washed over her face. Oh you don't say, Angel? Were on a plane! Suddenly my knees buckled and I couldn't stand on my own, Angel grabbed around my waist, whilst some other boy of which I didn't know carried me to my seat, from there, everything went black and I passed out.

        ~Angel's P.O.V~

        We were halfway to Paris. Lexi soundlessly stirred in her sleep next to me, she had passed out earlier and hadn't woken since. There was no way in bloody hell I was going to wake her up. It was better she slept through it all instead of being traumatized. The boy who helped me carry her to her seat had taken a seat next to me. He was charming. He told me his name was Blake. He had brown hair that swept to the side, bright green eyes, and he was very tall. He had some sort of beanie on his head, he totally pulled it off. He seemed different, he wasn't afraid to be himself. We had spoke for most of the plane ride and I had eventually given him my number. He was now sound asleep. Lightly snoring, lightly drooling, he was adorable.

        "Do you fancy him?" I heard Lexi pipe up from my side. I nearly jumped out of my seat.

        "Don't scare me like that! Back to sleep with you!" I heard her giggle as she rolled back over and closed her eyes. I heard her mumble something about  Blake. Had she seen me watch him? I don't know, guess I never would. Did I fancy him? Well he was certainly attractive, and the personality was a plus. Oh, why am I thinking of this?

        Across the isle was a snoring Laura. Ha, she was drooling massively too. I flipped out my cell and took a picture, great blackmail. I smiled mischievously to myself and closed my eyes, I could hardly wait to get to Paris.