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* I was giggling so loud and he took my hand, grinning widely. We were running down a hill somewhere, daisies surrounded us. And it wasn't as corny as that sounded. One reason: the day, I must admit, sucked . The sky was so gray and you could hear thunder in the distance. It looked like the sky was going to fall anytime.
" Hurry! We're not going to make it!" He yelled. "I'm coming! Sorry I'm not that fast! " I answered and he laughed loudly. Suddenly he tripped, making me fall too and we started rolling down. We landed with a loud thud on the grass and we laughed our asses of. We sat down on the grass surrounded by trees. He suddenly said, "Layla, I- I have something to tell you...” Then he took my braid hair and gave it a delicate touch. He smiled. I listened to every single word. "Layla, I- *
And that’s when a big shake of the plane moved me, waking me up from my dream. Damn it! He was going to say something very important!
"Layla? Are you alright?" A voice asked from... above me? I looked up and saw Eric's nose and eyes looking at me. He was resting his chin on my head. That was when I noticed I was resting my head on his chest.
"Oh god, " I said, standing up in my seat" I'm sorry I'm using you as a pillow...” I trailed off, not sure how to finish my apology. He chuckled “Don’t worry, I was pretty comfortable."
"Your aten- on pas-gers , bec-s of the we-ther we will ha- delay --- 1 hour." The captain’s voice interrupted us. I barely caught something he said.
"I didn't hear anything but I guess we will be arriving late...” Eric said. "Yeah." I sighed . Thanks weather.
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The rest of the trip went normal. We ignored the bad-mood guy sitting next to us and I just listened to some songs in my iPod. The other guys were doing crazy things and talking, like always. Sometimes receiving some warnings of people, including me, that if they didn't shut up they were going to be kicked out of the plane and forced to walk.
Eric suddenly poked my arm. "Layla!" He whispered. "What?" "Wanna do something really funny and evil." I smiled "Okay, bad boy. Shoot."
He then pointed at the guy that was next to him. At first I didn't understood what he wanted to do.
Eric rolled his eyes and pointed to the head phones of the guy. Then it hit me. Literally it did, though. The airplane moved forwards and I slammed my face on the front seat. The man that was in front of me stood up looking annoyed and I whispered an apology to him.
"Layla !" Eric half yelled half whispered. "What?!" "Be quiet!" "It wasn't my fault and it hurts!" "Layla, focus." "Right, well there is a free line at the back of our seats; we can hide in there..." Eric looked at me with an evil smirk. “I like how you think, girl."
Then we both unbuckled our seat-belts and I connected the guys headphones to a screen. His loud snores were so funny I wanted to laugh so badly, but I didn't. I wasn't going to ruin everything. Once we were ready, Eric looked at me and moved his mouth saying : ready? I nodded and a rush of adrenaline came to me.
As Eric's finger came closer to the volume button of the screen that the headphones were connected to , I moved to my right. Eric counted:
One
I couldn't believe I'm was doing this...
Two
Oh, god...
Three!
Eric pressed lots of times the + volume sign until I even could hear clearly the music. The guy gave a yell and Eric and I ran towards the back role.
The guy stood up and took his headphones quickly. "What the hell?!" He yelled as he looked for someone to blame. Eric and I pretended to be reading some magazines, while we wanted to laugh so badly. Then a flight attendant came and asked the guy to be seated again.
"Oh god Eric, I never knew you could be that evil." I said. "Well what can I say" Eric started. "I'm a bad-ass aren’t I?" I laughed and smiled.
Later we went back to our seats, one at a time because we didn't want the guy to suspect anything. And the plane finally arrived.
"We are finally here." Samantha said behind me. I almost forgot she was there. "Yeah, we are.” I smiled.
PCA, here we go...
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