I finish the sentence I was writing and stuff my journal back into my carry on bag. Yes, I said carry on bag. You see, I'm currently at the airport waiting to board my plane to Ireland for college. *Flight 122 to Ireland will depart in 5 minutes* oops, I should probably get going! I'm Amy by the way.
3rd person
Amy quickly gathered her belongings and rushed towards the gates to enter the plane area. After baggage check and too many metal detectors to count, Amy finally boarded the plane. She quickly found her row and sat in the seat closer the window. She felt an arm brush against hers and saw a boy about her age sit down next to her with a pout clear on his face. Amy decided to speak to him, she cleared her throat...
Amy POV
I face my body toward the boy and clear my throat to get his attention before speaking. "Ahem, hi. My names Amy, but you can call me Amy." I paused waiting for a reaction at my terrible joke, he smirked. "So Amy," he asks, "would you be willing to trade seats with my boyfriend so he and I can sit together? I'm Louis by the way." I smiled and said that I would gladly trade seats with his boyfriend. The lady in the seat in front of us turned around in her seat and told us that her whole row would gladly trade with us. (she had a 3 chair seat.) I looked to Louis for approval and he nodded and got up to get his boyfriend with the lady in tow. I left my seat and switched with the other two people. They wore business suits, so I'm guessing they were on a trip of some kind. Louis returned shortly with a very tall, awkward boy, with the curlyest hair I've ever seen. Louis introduced us. "Amy, this is Harry. Hazz, this is Amy." I smiled at the two boys and motioned for them to sit down. We heard the overhead speaker announce liftoff and tell us to put our seatbelts on. I grabbed Louis' hand as he slipped his into Harry's and thought to myself 'Ireland here I come!'
