~Kassie POV~
I woke up to a kid who was kicking my chair.
"Hello, I see you are awake now."
"From someone kicking my chair."
Kris turned around to see who the kid was. He saw a boy with black hair and he was really small.
"He looks about 5 or 6."
"I don't care he's annoying me."
Kris chuckled and told the kid to stop.
The kid stopped and gave Kris a face. He didn't understand so Kris asked the kids mother. She gave a nod and told her child to stop. Kris turned back around and leaned towards the window and started to draw.
"What are you doing?"
"Drawing."
"Why on the window?"
"It amuses me."
"Okay?"
"Do you draw?"
"Not on windows."
"What do you draw?"
"Stuff that draws my attention... Get it? It draws my attention and I draw...?"
Kris gives me this look.
"Okay," I said scratching the back of my head. "This is weird. Can you not lean over me like that?"
"Say please."
"Fine. Please dad."
Kris got off me and smiled.
"What?"
"I'm not your dad."
"I think I know that, it was a joke."
"I know."
"Okay."
"So do you play any sports?"
"Yeah. I play basketball and softball. I suck at softball but I play anyways."
"Basketball is the thing we have in common."
"Is that why you're so tall?"
"You're tall too."
"Not as tall as you."
"I'm 6'1 or something."
"Yeah but I'm 5'9."
"See that's tall. Most guys aren't even that tall."
"You are."
"Anyways, your height is perfect already."
"Yeah, sure."
Kris looked at his watch. It's been seven hours since the plane took of.
"I'm hungry. Are you?" Kris asked
"Well since I just ate blueberry muffins for breakfast, I am a little bit hungry."
"Share?"
"Umm I'm not really good at sharing food."
"So do you want your own?"
"No."
"What else would you do if you don't want your own but don't want to share?"
"I don't know."
"I'll make the decision for you. We're sharing."
"But I don't like sharing food.'"
"I don't care if you're not that hungry, Kassie"
"Fine." I said as I crossed my arms and leaned back on the seat.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Does it matter?"
"Fine, we're eating noodles."
Kris asked for the flight attendant.
It think I dosed of cause I didn't know what was going on, and when I came back Kris was waving his hand in front of my face. He went back to eating, every time he took a bite he would look over at me for a second and go back to eating. It was annoying me.
"Seriously, stop doing that!"
"What, this?" Kris crossed his eyes.
"No," I said while laughing.
"Oh you mean the eat, stop, look."
"Yes."
"I was asking if you want some."
"You should've just said so."
"Do you want some?"
"Sure, a little bit though."
"Here," Kris said as he pushed the bowl towards me.
I took a few bites before I heard Kris say, "Are you done yet?"
"Now I am, I guess."
"Great, now feed me."
"What now, isn't it suppose to be the other way around you feeding me?"
"Yeah but I'm lazy."
"Umm no thanks, I'm not feeding you."
"I would feed you but you're not hungry."
"Who said I wasn't hungry?"
"You."
"I didn't say that."
"Yeah you did."
"Kris I didn't say that!"
"Fine, whatever you say."
"I really didn't say that."
Kris opened his mouth expecting me to feed him. When I was about to feed Kris something inside of me told me to eat it. Maybe it was my stomach I was getting hungry, so I ate the noodles. Kris closed his mouth and gave me a death stare.
"What? I'm hungry now."
"Well we have to-
"All passengers shall be seated with their seatbelts on. We are approaching our destination. Honolulu, Hawaii. The time is 3:00 p.m. I hope you enjoyed your flight with American Airlines."
"You were saying?"
"We have to share."
"Well then here," I said as I threw the bowl at Kris's face.
"Was I suppose to catch that?"
"Yes."
"Oh, well I'm not hungry anymore. Are you?"
"No."
"So this is garbage."
"Yeah."
"We're finally getting off this cramped plane," Jenny said as she reached her hands up, stretching.
"Well, I was good company."
"Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night," Jenny said
"Damn it, Jen, you're such a-"
"Whoa whoa whoa. Hold up. We are NOT at the nickname stage."
"Jen."
"Baek."
"YOU SAID WE WEREN'T AT THAT STAGE!"
"But you said it first."
"But- I- But you- I got nothing," Baekhyun said.
"You guys are so immature," Kris said as I laughed.
"Forever young, Krees. You're just mad cause you're oooooold."
"Yah, Byun Baekhyun. I'm not old!"
"Sure Kris, whatever you say."
The plane landed.
We took off the seatbelts and walked out of the terminal tunnel together. It was kind of weird cause Kris was trying to hold my hand. At the baggage claim our luggage was right next to each others. This was starting to get creepy.
"So this is goodbye," I said giving Kris a hug.
"Well not really. I bet we'll see each other again soon."
"Stalker!"
"Anyways, bye for now."
"That's what a stalker would say."
"Bye."
"Bye stalker."
He reached the glass door and waved goodbye. Seconds later Monica came out.
"Let's go now."
"What about Jenny?"
"Jenny has Taemin."
"Yeah I guess we can leave Jenny."
"Well I'm sorry. If you want to go with Jenny you can, but I'm leaving now. Bye, see you later."
"Wait, I'm going with you."
"Hurry up."
"No I won't."
"You walk like a turtle."
"Don't judge, Ms. Speedy."
"That's not my name."
"Okay, Siyeon."
"You know I don't like it when you call me Siyeon."
"Siyeon, Siyeon, Siyeon , Siye-"
"SHUT-UP!"
"Okay then," Monica said rolling her eyes.
We walked out of the airport to find Key, Onew, and Minho in a black van.
"Hi guys."
"Hello."
"You ready to go?"
"Yes."
"So how was the flight, Kassie," Monica said.
"I was asleep most of the time."
"Who was that cute guy sitting next to you?"
"Back off, he's mine and don't you have someone else?"
"Yes I do his name is Kai. He's dreamy."
"Okay... Didn't need to know that."
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"To a hotel, duh."
"No shit Monica, I mean what hotel."
"Embassy Suites," Minho said.
"Choose a room number between 270 and 290 besides 288 cause Jenny called that room," Key said.
"286 next to Jenny," I said.
"284 next to you."
"Damn you."
The van pulled to a stop.
"Okay so Kassie has room 286 and Monica has 284," Onew said. "I'll be right back with your room key."
"What, but I'm right here?"
"No the other keys."
"But I'm the original Key... WAIT, ARE YOU GUYS REPLACING ME?! YAH, ONEW! YAH!"
Onew walked in the hotel for a few minutes and got our keys.
"Here," Onew said giving us the keys.
I took my luggage and went to my room. I put my stuff down and face planted myself on to the bed. I fell asleep.
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Stranded (An EXO and SHINee ft. B.A.P fanfic)
FanfictionIt's the survival of the fittest. And damn, are the boys fit. Like chicken. I like chicken. Mmm... Ah, what? Oh yeah. Just to be clear, it wasn't my fault. -Monica ~~~~~~~~~~~~ If it wasn't for Monica, I would be frolicking happily in a me...
