Bring it on

Homecomeing

-A/N THE VIDEO ONT THE SIDE IS WHAT I IMAGINE THE INTERIOR OF HER HUMMER LOOKS LIKE BUNT INSTEAD OF CHAMPANE GLASSES UP ON ToP IS A MINI FRIDGE AND UNDERNEATH THE TV ARE VINTAGE BOTTLES OF SODA AND A BOTTLE OF BUBBLY APPLE CIDER! YOULL SEE WHAT I MEAN JUST PLAY THE VIDEO WHEN I START DESCRIBING THE TRUCK AND NO ITS NOT A LIMO ITS JUST TRICKED OUT INTERIOR!

NOW ON WITH THE STORY.....

Plane flights.... two words to describe them are boring and long. I slept four and a half hours of it and I can already tell you that much. Plus there was this little girl behind me I would say she was six or seven but she would not shut up, I mean I'm used to nonstop talking due to the twins but this was different, Conner and Justin's voices were deep and loud, ware this little girls voice was high pitched and squeaky. to me no one under the age of thirteen should be aloud to ride in first class. I barley ate anything due to the throbbing pain in my skull this little brat was causing, and that was so unlike me. by the time we landed I still had three and a half sandwiches left.

Once the plane touched asphalt I was the first one to run off the plane, if I didn't get damn aspirin quick I think my head might just explode. I ran to the baggage claim as fast as I could and when I got there it was so crowded I couldn't even see the bags. I hastily pushed and elbowed people out off the way saying sorry to as many as I could, but definitely not all of them, some were just flat out rude. I got to the front just in time to see my duffle go back in. Great now I have to wait for it to come back out again I swear if I don't get out of here soon bodies will start piling up. When my bag finally rolled around again I couldn't be more thankful. I grabbed my bag and hastily threw it over my shoulder ready to get out of this over-populated hell hole... there was just one problem, this place was so big I don't know how to get out. like I said the only place I've ever known was the base and even though it was big I grew up there and I know it like the back of my hand and the airport back home was like half this size.

Its been fifteen minutes, fifteen fudging minutes of running in circles, I sware I've passed that McDonalds three times and I know because a fat lady keeps giving me glares every time I pass, I mean what's that about. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder, as a reflex I spun around, raised my fist and punched him straight in the nose only satisfied when I heard a loud crack telling me I broke it, take that creepy person!

"what the hell was that for, lady" he screamed. I noticed a few heads turning so I quickly grabbed his hand and dragged him into the nearest girls bathroom. once I got in I let go of his hand then locked the door and looked under the stalls to make shure we are alone before I completely go off on him. I turned around not really prepared for what I saw. Instead of some creepy middle aged perv. I saw a totally hot guy who couldn't be older than eighteen with short brown hair and brown eyes but his hotness isn't what caught my attention, this guy was huge, I mean he wasn't that tall maybe 5'11 or 6'0 but not taller than that, but what wasn't there in height he made up for in muscles. He was built bigger than about a third of the guys on the base, he was built like a body builder which is what I'm guessing he was.

"you have ten seconds to tell me who you are and why you snuck up on me or I will give you a permanent dirt nap." I threatened, I don't care how hot he was no one scares me, and I mean no one.

"and why should I tell you?" the guy who was obviously an idiot asked me.

"because I'm probably one of the only girls in the US who is capable of murdering you and getting away with only community service, now tell me what I want to know." I shot him one of my signature glares that could make the toughest men cry and trust me I've tried it out.  I could see his confident demeanor slipping away and the fear starting to shine through.