Anastasia's pov
All I really wanted to do was get on that stupid plane. As I stepped on the plane everyone stopped what they where doing and stared at me. I just continued to walk to my seat. Luckily Cherel was sitting next to me, THANK YOU. But obviously luck was not on my side and this weird looking mother fucker sat next to me. I could just cry. Wait false alar, I already am. Fuck this.
Cherel's pov
I felt so sorry for Anastasia. I can't believe I almost swopped for another seat. That guy was so cute. Anyway its not about me. Don't worry Anastasia, everything is going to be fine. She then started to cry. I didn't know what to do, maybe a hug or some words of encouragement.
Anastasia's pov
I can't believe this. No hug or words of encouragement. I'm ruined. I'm screwed. What will they do when they see me. "Oh look everyone, that girl must age really fast. Like how old is she 95?" "I'm 17 you jackass!" I said bluntly to that fat guy. I guess that sorted him out since he didn't bother to open his nasty mouth.
Cherel's pov
"There there. Everything is going to be fine. At least I managed to calm her down. Okay" "Yeah" finally, she shut her mother fucking mouth up. Now I can finally get some rest. I seriously need my daily does of beauty sleep.
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The Last Christmas
FantasyAnastasia Reed, her family and her best friend Cherel were on a plane flying to a fabulous vacation destination when suddenly there was a loud sound coming from the planes engine. In a matter of seconds the plane crashed onto a weird mysterious isl...
