-Carol-
"How do you mean that?" Eric said in freezing voice and the stewart started to panic.
"I-i don't know! The ticket... Maybe it's mistake?" she more guessed than knew. "It's not my f-fault, Mr. Fox!" she said atleast for fifteenth time. "We didn't know, that you are family with Ms. Shieldheart." her eyes started to water and I feel quite guilty. I know, that I have my fathers' last name, but I was suspicious about my 'family', that this situation wasn't accident... My 'family' doesn't want me to sit with them! It's just...nice.
"It's ok. I'll sit there." I said and saw stewarts' sad eyes getting happier. I smiled. Well, it will be better like that, or not? I'll have more time to think about that vacation... And maybe... Stop it! Offened, remember?!
"S-so?" she sobbed.
"I can sit there," mom broke silence. "You don't have to do that for us..."
"That sounded-," fucking ",weird, mom." I smirked. "And I don't care about where I sit..." I shrugged my shoulders. Aww... You starting to get under my power, I guess. Haha, I think, that you starting to lead us. Stop act like children! You both are pathetic! I'm leading us... Nd where are...? Uh, here I am.
I ended my own conversation with classic head shaking and saw like the stewart gave me weak smile as she put a piece of paper in my pocket. And then, of course, the ticket.
I opened the paper and saw number. As I turned back to see, if she mean it, she smiled and waved me. The smile looked kinda weird because of her mascara all over her perfect face. Ou-kaaay.
"What do you have there in your hand?" I heard that hated voice.
"Uhmmm...Num-thing." I said and made forced grin. Trying to look arrogant. I was so confused and stressed at once, that mine smirk had to look like im eating some exotic food, which is atleast really disgusting.
He inhaled loudly, like he was going to say something, but mama disturbed him with obvius faked coughing.
"Mum?" I touched her arm, on which were her dark, completely different as mine, hair. "I have perfect idea." I started, try to sound kind and innocent, a bit guilty. Control...is mine!
"When we get in the plane," I continued after few seconds. "...Could we forget all the problems, behaviour and bad relationships between me and your family?" I asked. Uh, I already hated that offer, but I was...tired. I want ,nice family, kind and hot boyfriend, maybe cat or dog... Settle down, you know., I just noticed, that "cursiva" thoughts and "normal written thoughts" were thinking together. Wondering what will come next... Revolution from "thick written" thoughts? Naah, they're too weak.
Mama frowned. "Carol. Try to ask me one more time and kind of normal..." she played with her nail and I knew I won. So, if I am writing book, this part would be named New Start, or something like that... I have to write it down, so I won't forget.
"Can we forget our family problems? And whole holidays act like a family?" I blinked on her as sweet as I could. I hoped that I looked as kitten.
"Oh, darling, I love you!" she hugged me and I smiled, trying to get out of the hug. She was my mother, but still a stranger, who I didn't trust.
"Ou-kay." I raised my left eyebrow. "And could you tell this my offer to your husband and daughter too?" I asked and she nodded. I heard as she sighed. Probably she understood, that I'm not going to call them sis and papa... Heh... I have to tell you something... Listening. Not to you! Than to who? Me? No way! To "normal written thoughts"... Yes, luv? I think I have crush for ya... Me too... Yes, but thiswould be more complicated than you think..., I didn't know if that's normal, but i didn't want any inside romances. Arrrgh.
I finaly left from the place, where I was standing. Looked around and noticed, that I'm already in plane. So I started to watch for my seat... 46B...46B... Hmmm...
"Wait!" mama yelled at me. "I won't accept the deal if you won't act like you have the band!"
I sighed, but than shrugged my arms and continued to looking for my seat. We both knew, that the offer wad better for her, than for me and I won't act like idiot, that I have Salt Boys, or what. Aaahh... We both- fourth. Oukay, fourth know, that you gonna act like that.
"Hey, Carol! 100 pounds per day!" she yelled trough the plane for last time.
I turned at her and smirked. This was better than I hoped, becuz even my thoughts knew me better than my mother. Well, it was really weird, that my own mother will pay me for acting. And because of what? Becuz she have urge to be as good as her friend.
"Deal." I said and sat at the seat with number 46 on it.
"Uh, what luck, that I'm not sitting by the window..." I murmed and sighed. I hate sitting next to windows in planes... It's not normal, but I have my reasons. If you wanna pee, you have to go across another person, sitting next to you. And I won't annoy some stranger with "Hey, sorry, I need to go to toilet, could you...?". And I hate highs. Well... Not highs exactly. I can be next to high mountain or tree and I'm not scared! I'm scared of deeps. No matter what kind of deeps. Sea, ocean, flying... I have panic attack even when I'm at glass steps!
And then... What if something happens? Ha?! You would have less chance to survive... Love? That last was nonsense.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Uh, I hope the person sitting next to me won't arrive... Or won't be annoying.
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