In The End

Chapter 2

Hey. Second Chapter Woo!. BTW it's always Carmela's P.O.V unless stated otherwise.

Right now it's around 3 PM. I'm siting in a hard chair in the middle of the airport. My flight to Paris is due to open any minute. Mum is reading Heat magazine and Dad is gone off buying sandwiches, fruit, chocolate and juice to bring onto the plane. I, on the other hand am siting in the row opposite and looking angry. Why are they even insisting on doing this?. They know I hate travelling. They always just leave me back at the house with a fridge full of food and a bank account full of cash. Heaven. It's pure bliss being able to play PS4 all day long or feast on popcorn, chocolate and Coke while watching PLL on the TV. Now they're insisting on celebrating another year of me being alive by bringing me to a foreign country with food I don't like, people who most likely won't understand a word I'm saying and on top of all that I'm going to have to learn a language I've never once studied in my life. I take all Higher Level classes at school and French is Pass. Instead I do two languages, Chinese and Latin. Latin is hard. Mum is fluent in French so I'm just going to rely on her to do all the talking. Suddenly I'm snapped out of my daydream when Mum shakes my arm furiously. 'Carmela. The boarding gate to our plane is open now. People are queuing now' She hisses and I get to my feet, grabbing my backpack. We checked in our suitcases and kept one small bag each as hand luggage. I follow Mum and Dad out the door, down the stairs and to the huge white plane. My eyes harden. Here goes nothing. I get on the plane via the back door and stumble up the aisle to my seat. Thank God Mum and Dad are beside me. I sit at the window seat. I close my eyes and don't open them again until the plane is up in the air. Watching my home disappear into a sea of fluffy white clouds, I resent this trip even more. I just have to sit tight until this 2 hour flight of hell is over. The waitress comes round with the food and entertainment trolley and I want to nab a copy of OK Magazine and a tub of Gummy Worms but Mum shakes her head and says no to the lady, asking Dad to pull out the bag of food he brought. While Mum and Dad tuck into egg mayo sandwiches, apples and bars of Fruit&Nut I close my eyes and this time don't intend to open them again until the plane is going to land.  

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