Sunday Night: Hanna's POV
"Flight 15 on Air Canada will be leaving shortly for Los Angles California," a peppy flight attendant called out from the front of the plane. "Make sure your seats are in an upright position and your seat belts are buckled."
Hanna looked over to Jack who was sitting to her left, he wasn't talking to her because she took the window seat.
"Jack-o?" Hanna asked, "Jackattack, are you still mad at me?"
She frowned when he didn't answer her and glanced out the window.
"Ok, so you aren't talking to me," Hanna sighed and laid back closing my eyes. This is gonna be a long ride.
Just as quickly as she shut her eyes, they snapped open when Jack shoved her hardly.
It was already the next day. "Hey Hanna," Jett called out from the other side of Jack.
"Yeah?" Hanna asked still waking from her sleep.
"Who's our biggest competition?" He asked curiously. Hanna grimaced a second glancing out the window.
"I think we only really have to worry about Iceland," Hanna stated. "And the U.S. too."
"Psh, we can take down the states easily!" Stryker called from his seat.
"How do you know?" Hanna asked.
"Are you kidding, Han? The whole team is basically your size!" Gunner laughed.
"Yeah but they are really good strategically, they were the underdogs. They are your typical movie ending!" she exclaimed.
"Haha, I doubt they got anything on us," Jack said leaning back.
"I sure hope you're right." Hanna sighed.
When their team arrived at their hotel Hanna saw a bunch of other countries in their matching attire. Some held flags others were dancing and singing.
Hanna shook her head smiling as she glanced at her team. Everyone there were standing with straight faces.
"There's our competition," Stryker nudged Hanna rolling his eyes.
"We are all sharing a hotel?" Hanna asked.
"Yeah, America is cheap," Stryker laughed.
"Sure," Hanna shrugged walking away to go scope out the other teams.
"Where are you going?" Stryker called out. When Hanna didn't answer he shouted out to her again. "Remember, we aren't here to make friends!"
Yeah whatever, she shook off Stryker's comment. She looked back to her team all wearing matching jerseys. Her smiled dropped a little, "not here to make friends."
Hanna walked a little more around the lobby until she heard tons of groans.
"Goldberg!" a group of kids called out.
Hanna looked to the side and saw a bunch of kids in duck jersey's. Must be America she thought.
"It wasn't me guys, I swear," the kid, assumingely Goldberg, defended.
Hanna sighed and sat on one of the lobby chairs not too far from the kids in the Duck jersey's.
"Hanna!" a voice called out and her head snapped up. The duck people got quiet and Hanna looked over to Jett.
"You're not gonna believe this!" Gunner chased after Jett.
"What! What am I not gonna believe?" Hanna stood up.
