I hop out of the bright yellow cab quickly grabbing my bags from the trunk and
turning towards the airport towering over me
I push the door and hear it slam shut and the cab race off into the busy city.
Sam stands beside me linking our fingers. "Are you sure your dad will like me? "
He asked in a worried tone. " yea he is pretty laid off" I said kindly laying against his warm shoulder.
" let's not keep your dad waiting" he says quickly and hurries across the platform. In perfect unison we arrive at the boarding doc holding our small bags. A tall lean man stands before us. " would you like me to hold your bags?" He asked swaying his black hair over his ear. " that would be great" I smile warmly at him. " so what doc are you at?" I quickly pull out our passports. " uhh number five " I said scanning the tickets. "well let's get moving" he says cheerily. We follow him through the sea of people and children. I cling to Sam's Arm avoiding streams of suitcases and people rushing to catch last minute flights. " there it is doc 5!" I exclaim as we turn the corner. we hurry along until we reached the lines ticket booths and escalators for bags. " here you are" he says as he laid our bags on the ground. " thanks!" I say quickly. " no problem" he adds while putting up a thumb and walking away. I sigh. " what's wrong?" Sam asked immediately. " oh it's just.. My dad we haven't talked in a while.." I explained. " oh.. Well I guess we will both meet him again" he shrugs with a small laugh. I ran into him playfully. Finally the line moves up slightly. Sam rested his arm over my shoulder and kissed me on the forehead. I lay against his shoulder. When it was finally our turn I give the attendant our passports and place our bags on the escalator. " to be honest I'm exited.. " he says with a huge breath. I smile as we go through the red lines to our flight.
I quickly move up the stairs and onto the doc towards the plane. Here we go.. I say in my mind trying my hardest to conceal my anger. I walk down the narrow hall And into the plane as an attendant looks at out tickets with a large smile. " your dad for sure got you the best seats" she points past us to a sign saying first class. "Your dad must be rich" he gasped. " he's a real jerk too" I mutter. He shrugs. " oh well maybe he changed who knows" he adds quickly before running to a huge table and sitting down as if he was king. " come my queen" he exclaimed while tapping his leg playfully. I roll my eyes and walk over and sit on his lap. He kisses my shoulder and moves towards my neck and runs his hands over my shoulders. " why so tense" he asked as his face was buried within my hair. " how could you tell" I whisper into his ear. " I can tell when my girlfriend is tense".. He whispers back. My heart beats quickly and butterflies explode throughout my body. He turns and kissed my check then moves up... I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his forehead. " hello west jet users this is Marcia your flight attendant and we are very exited to begin our flight! So let's buckle ourselves in and get ready for a great flight everyone!" The monitor crackles. I get up off his lap and strap myself into my seat and quickly put my suit case into the holding container above my head. And sit back down quickly. I rest my head against my seat and before long I had fallen asleep....
