Chapter 3: Flight in fright

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         A/N. Haven't edited this so it could be more trashy than usual ;-)

I'm on board for my second flight. I had to switch planes once I landed in Seattle but now it's a straight shot to California. By the way, I'm no longer crying. Luckily I was able to go to the bathroom before my last flight and get cleaned up. Which was quite the challenge with my running mascara. I did it though. On this flight I'm in seat 29B, which is a middle seat. Haha I love the middle seat! It's so awesome! I love how people always end up shoving their elbows into you, or how you can't really lean on either side. Just great!!! Yo incase we aren't clear, that was sarcasm.

   Neither one of the people who are sitting next to me have a arrived. I'm hoping it'll stay that way. Last time I was on a plane I had an aisle seat and ended up sitting next to an old man.  Not that he was mean or anything but sitting next to someone who smells like spoiled milk isn't exactly my favorite pastime. So yeah I prefer to have the row all to myself. Then I could lay down, and nap.

   I'm interrupted from my thoughts when I see a really hot guy get on the plane. I doubt he'll end up next to me, if I'm being honest I don't really want him too. Then I'd be a nervous wreck the whole time. I'm just thankful to have caught a glimpse of his beautiful face. Though it was covered with a hat and sunglasses.

   I realize I'm starring and quickly turn my head to my phone and switch the song I'm listening to. I didn't want to switch the song but I felt too awkward just looking at my phone. I would've texted someone but my phone's already on airplane mode. So I change the song.

   The next song to come on shuffle is 'Drag Me Down' by One Direction. Don't get me wrong I'm absolutely a huge fan of theirs but sometimes I need something else to jam out to. Especially if I'm in a confined place and can't sing till my heart's content. I'm about to change it when hot dude with the hat and glasses sits down right next to me. I suddenly begin to panic, I'm not good with people, let alone hot people. Stay calm Sam, just chill. I glance sideways at him and notice he looks really familiar. I ignore it however and look anywhere but him.

   Next thing I know I'm looking at the front of the plane and another hot dude gets on. Let me clarify. He's so hot I do a double take. God bless him. His looks are just, wow. Killer. He's wearing a hat and glasses too and once again seems really familiar but I can't put my finger on it. I'm probably just imagining things. I glance back down at my phone and go through my song choices.

   I put on 'Panda' by Desiigner because if I'm being honest it makes me feel way more cool than I am. Plus this song is catchy as crap! I'm itching to dab right now. Yikes talk about lame. I quietly laugh at myself. When I glance up the other hot boy is starring into the aisle. I guess he's gonna sit on my other side. Dang God has blessed me.

   I smile politely and scrunch uncomfortably close into the seat. He awkwardly scoots past me and then sits down. Well this flight is around 5 hours, so I have plenty of time to get to know these lovely men. HA who am I kidding I'm gonna sit here awkwardly for 5 hours and avoid any kind of contact.

   The captain makes his announcement and we watch the video showing us how to use our seat belts and what not. Soon after the plane goes to take off. Now I'm not generally scared of planes, but I do get scared when it's thundering and rainy out. For all I know we could die. Crash and burn. My mind is getting out of control with these thoughts and my heart is racing uncomfortably fast. I know we're up in the air now, the plan isn't quite level yet but it's getting there. I try to distract myself by thinking of anything else but I can't.

I clutch the armrest as tight as I can and try to draw as little attention to myself as possible. Which apparently didn't work because both the hot dudes turn to look at me. I feel myself blush and awkwardly clear my throat. The guy to my left chuckles and shakes his head. "Your first time flying?" His voice is scratchy but it sounds nice at the same time. He has a British accent, and dang this boy knows how to work it. He makes talking seem like an art.

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