Yes, my name is Isabella

Chapter Two - Finally off that giant metal death trap!

~Isabella~

I had been on this plane for about four and a half hours and going by what a flight attendant said, we still have about an hour or so before it finally lands. I was sitting in the window seat, honestly not the smartest idea, but the guy next to me got pissed at me when I asked him to switch. Apparently he thought I wanted to hit on his girlfriend, who I hadn't even noticed before that.

Also whenever I would so much as get out of my seat for whatever reason, he would glare at me coming and going like I was going to steal her away. Okay it didn't help that I was clearly better looking than him, although he wasn't exactly bad looking, and that at one point when he had gone to the bathroom she started hitting on me. He had actually come back just as I tried to get her to stop touching me and he threatened me while she acted like I was to blame!

Worst of all, I had an annoying kid in front of me who wouldn't shut up, and noisy old couple behind me who kept saying I was going to hell for being gay. They heard me tell the girlfriend I was when I was trying to get her to leave me alone. And I was extremely hungry! I had asked for some chicken and rice, which I was going to be given, but the jerk next to me dropped it while handing it to me, saying it was an accident and when I asked for another one I wasn't allowed to have another as the flight attendant said I only get one unless I was willing to pay ten bucks for another. You can kind of guess that I decided against that. I mean come on! I could get three bags of chips and a two litter bottle of pop for that kind of money! There was NO WAY I was going to pay ten bucks for a tiny bowl of chicken and rice. No matter how hungry I was. Of course that was like two hours ago and right now I was kind of considering it. 

Right now I just want to get off this freaking plane, meet up with Charlie and get some food! Please tell me it is landing soon...

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"ATTENTION PASSENGERS, WE WILL BE LANDING IN THE PORT ANGELES AIRPORT IN TEN MINUTES. PLEASE RETURN YOUR TRAYS TO THEIR RIGHT UPPER POSITION, GIVE ANY TRASH YOU MAY HAVE TO THE FLIGHT ATTENDANTS AND BUCKLE UP." One of the pilots said over the intercom system and I sighed quietly to myself happy to be almost off this plane and away from Mr. Jerk and his annoying girlfriend. Plus the older couple behind me and the child in front of me. Soon I will finally be back on the ground and off to get some food. At least I hope.

A few minutes later the plane finally landed and I practically jumped over Mr. Jerk and his annoying girlfriend after grabbing my laptop bag from my feet and fast walked off the plane. Fortunately no one really noticed me doing this as everyone was trying to get off the plane as quickly as possible. Well that's not true, Mr. Jerk and his girlfriend noticed. I know this because when I jumped over them, she grabbed my @ss and I could hear him yelling after me as I rushed off the plane. 

Happily enough I only had two other bags, which took about ten minutes to find and then I headed through the crowd toward the front where Charlie said he would be waiting for me. Please tell me he is willing to stop for some food.