Getting home

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Britney's POV

God this flight is taking forever! I yelled to the stranger next to me. I looked around but of corse the flight attendant was no where in sight. This isn't too bad I thought to myself. But just as i closed my eyes and started to relax, my phone started ringing, REALLY loud too. I hesitated then picked it up.

B, (hello?)

?, (hi Britney...)

B, (who the hell is this?!)

?, (someone vary close...)

B, (listen punk I don't know who you think you are but I don't like being called by strangers!)

?, (oh but Britney, sweet innocent Britney, I am NO stranger)

B, (ok I have had just about enough of you!)

*call ended*

That call gave me a bad feeling.

It was defiantly a male, but who...

Luna's POV

(back at the apartments)

UGGGGH!...BLAAAAHH! I'm board. I complained. Tristen looked up over his game and said then let's do something. Like what you big stink brain! I shoot back. Lately for some odd reason Tristen has been getting on my nerves, I feel bad because he is so sweet and good to me. As I came out of my train of thought I realized I was staring. Hello earth to luna! Tristen chanted. What! I snapped, (I need to stop being so

mean!) After I yelled he rubbed his neck nervously and said sorry I was just joking around, if you want me to I'll go. I jumped to my feet and said no please don't go! All he did was smile and reached for the handle despite my request. He whispered something then was gone. As soon as that door clicked shut my heart sank.

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