KAYLA:
"Passengers aboard Flight 301 to New York, passengers aboard Flight 301 to New York, please proceed to Gate 3, please proceed to Gate 3 for immediate boarding. Thank you."
That was me. To New York.
I pushed my way through the masses of bodies, angry muttering barely concealed as I forced my way through. I didn't care, though, and never once did I turn back to offer an apology.
How could Cal just ditch me like this? I thought savagely, brandishing my boarding pass at an alarmed-looking stewardesses.
Did he think I was too weak to accompany him? Well I show him who's weak, I scathed, marching in through the gates to board the plane.
I'll show him. I won't cry, I won't worry, I won't even ask him what happened when he comes back! I plonked on the cozy first-class seat Cal had booked for me.
That jerk! I swore under my breath when a snotty looking lady with crow's feet around her eyes sat next to me, scrunching her nose as if she had smelt something nasty. He had planned this all along! He knew that I was going to make the flight back to New York by myself!
He's gonna pay, I thought to myself. Literally. This was my vacation, after all, right? Fine. If he wanted it that way, so be it! I shall shop and put everything on his card. Heck, if there were people willing to take AmEx for their house, I would buy it. And put it under my name. Ha! That'll show him.
The in-flight announcement came on, but I hardly paid any attention to it. Under my jacket, I fingered the smooth black plastic Cal had slipped in my hands together with the show tickets. His Black AmEx card.
This thing definitely doesn't have any credit limit. I think I'll buy a horse. And a pony for Emma, I thought suddenly. And then I'll play for their flight tickets back to England. And then I'll buy a piece of land to build a stable. God, that'll show Cal. Ditching me because I was too scared, the nerve of him!
"... Sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight! We will be taking off from the Massachussets airport soon and will be touching down in New York in approximately 2 hours time. Please sit back..."
Leaving Massachusetts.
Leaving Cal.
Suddenly, I was hit by a full-blown panic attack.
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