Day 1: the plane part 2

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Okay so I'm done taking my revenge on the world.

But I can't say I'm satisfied...

First, I had done the annoying air hostess trick. I kept on pressing the call button every few seconds making excuses and demanded the same person each time. At the like, 50th time of calling the EXACT same air hostess she went, "Why are you doing this?"really pleadingly

And I went, "Because damn...your hot" and then I winked. She got so creeped out that she stumbled a little when she walked away and started hyperventilating muttering, "Teens. Dumb teens. M gunna kill 'em all one day."
I decided that she had gone a little crazy and stopped doing it.

Then I went to the bathroom and made VERY realistic vomiting noises and was satisfied when I saw everybody staring at me when I came out . I then went to the person nearest to me and said, "Somebody just clogged the toilet! Like don't people have any class, am I right?" And the poor lady just gave me this really disgusted look.

After that I kept sniffing around and saying stuff like, "CAN ANYONE SMELL SOMETHING...BURNING?"

Eventually, I got a warning look from a very scary looking air hostess and had to shut up.

Now I'm bored to dea-

10 minutes later..

I CAN NOT believe this. That dumb motherfucker. I'M GUNNA KILL HIM. Ugh, i am so sick of PEOPLE LIKE HIM.

Like how do YOU LIVE WITH URSELF knowing that ur a complete freak of nature and defy the rules of humanity?

I can't believe I thought he was even a little decent!

Who am I kidding? I knew he was attractive. And people like him are too proud for their own good.

Okay so let me narrate what happened

I was just writing gaily in my journal after I played my mild pranks when I heard him

"Hey"

I looked up into the perfect green eyes from the cute boy from before. You know, that guy who had been reading an Agatha Christie book and who I completely embarrassed myself in front of.

He looked at the empty seat next to mine and asked, "Has this seat been taken?"

I was too shocked to reply so I just shook my head.

He then sat down and extended his hand, "I'm Wesley Turner. You can call me Wes."

I gave him this weird sheepish grin, and shook his hand.

Do NOT blame me. I know I was acting like a love struck geek but in my defense, he really is very attractive. And as you might have guessed, I am just an average teenage girl with hormones so I reacted like any girl would.

By being shy!

"I'm Jade. But you already know that..." I said in this slightly embarrassed tone.

Stupid polite me. If I had only known...

He laughed. And my heartbeat quickened. Swoon...

Right now I hate myself for that.

"Yeah that was quite... A show."

I grinned, trying to salvage some of my confidence which seemed to have become this mushy pile of love struck garbage. "Yeah... That was unfortunate. So you going to Hong Kong for vacation or..."

"Oh come on Jade" Wes said, grinning back, "Let's cut to the chase."

I was of course very confused by this so I went, "What?"

"Yeah i know blah blah. Flirt and converse and get to know each other but come on. This flight ain't lasting that long. I don't have time for this. So u and me. Bathroom. In 5."

I was still a bit confused. "Uh and what will we do in the bathroom?"

Wes laughed, "Well sex of course."

I gave him the most pointed, furious glare I could, "Excuse me" I sad coldly, "What makes you think I want to have sexual intercourse with you?"

Wes had the NERVE to look taken aback, "Is this a surprise to you?"

I gritted my teeth, anger boiling inside me. "Mr Wesley Turner. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO MAKE LOVE TO ME IN THE AIRPLANE BATHROOM. YOU JERKWAD."

"First of all, jerkwad is not a word. Second of all, make love to you? No. Third of all, stop shouting we don't want to advertise it."

"Are you KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW." I said exasperated.

Wes just sighed, " I told you I don't want to play any of you're hard-to-get games. I do not have the time. Let's get this over with so I can check sex in an airplane off my bucket list."

Okay for a moment I thought the bucket list thing was cool but no, I had to focus on the problem at hand.

"I am not playing any kind of game." I said, in a calm tone. "I am not doing it with you."

He rolled his eyes, "Oh come on , have you looked at me? How can you NOT want this? Besides, I totally saw you checking me out before. Don't deny it" then he smirked.

He was right. He was a fine male specimen. But a complete douche of one.

"Go" I demanded.

He raised his eyebrows.

"Go before I numb your balls."

"Whatever" he said, shrugging, "Guess I just read the signals wrong." He then got up and was proceeding to leave when it dawned on me what he had said.

"Wait a minute" I said, " I GAVE YOU NO SUCH SIGNALS WHATSOEVER."

Wes smirked at me again, "You did sweetcheeks and you know it. " and then he was gone.

My cheeks heated up with an angry, frustrated blush. I let out an inhumane sound and crossed my arms.

HOW DARE HE. That piece of human trash. I didn't give him any signals. He thinks he's so cocky and smart huh.

Perverted douchebag! HE HAS THS NERVE... UGH.

Another asset contributing to this shit failure of a vacation.

Fuck you world, fuck you.

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