Stay In London-a Christmas Story

GETTING CLOSER....

So.... I fell asleep. Great. I hope I wasn't snoring like a bear or something.
But when I opened my eyes, I was holding someones hand and laying my head on thier shoulder.
I'm slow at waking up. I think it's still Lori sitting beside me. I didn't know she smelled of a nice men's cologne and shampoo, and had strong man hands. Oh... My... Lord.....
What?
.....

Still processing.....
I take a look at the cute boy smiling at me, our hands still interlocked and my head still on his shoulder. "You're cute when you sleep." he said. Charlie from IHop! Oh my God! What the bloody hell? How'd he get there? I didn't make a big deal of it. "Um... How long was I-"
"About an hour. We will be in London within three hours." he said. His breath was the smell of cinnamon, and his accent was absolutly attracting. I hate my own accent now. The Oklahoma accents suck.

Lori, who was now infront of me where apparently Charlie was sitting, handed me a piece of gum, cinnamon of coarse. My ears continued to pop due to the long plane ride. I was ready to move my legs, though I still havent moved my head from his shoulder. It was oddly comfortable. I smile then, when Charlie suddenly boops my nose.
"Boop." he says.

Giggles

I took a look at my friends and my cute british friend. A memory I would like to keep forever like a picture in my mind. Picture....
Oh my Lord! I almost forgot about my camera!
I reach for my bag that holds my camera and I take a few pictures. "Smile!" I whisper. Then I hold the camera back to where it would fit myself in, though it didn't seem to work. A flight attendent was coming by and offered to take a few for us. Smiles, funny faces, try to have serious faces, etcetera.
I took one of just Charlie. Why did I do that? Why did I grab the camera out? Now I am gonna miss him when the plane ride is over. What did I do?! To answer my own stupid question, I just made my life more difficult. Great. When people ask me questions about the british hottie in my photobook, the words might be 'ooohhhh he is just some guy who I met on a plane going to the UK. No big deal' or it would be 'ooohhhh..... Thats complicated....'
The seatbelt light was not on anymore than when I fell asleep during turbulence. I wanted to take a picture out the window so I excused my way through and sat on Skylar's lap, angling the camera out the window. She giggled and pushed me off onto Charlie. Just for a second, I thought I was gonna die of laughter. He thought it was a good idea to tickle me behinf the ear. I think maybe either Lori ir Skylar told him about my ticklish ears. Laughing being extremly contagious, we couldn't stop. As we were nearly calm, someone who was sitting behind us with a suit and tie had angrily asked us to "shut the hell up." he yelled it. We weren't doing anything much, though maybe we were a little loud. But we just continued uncontrollably laughing. The rest of the transport, Charlie and I talked a lot. Traded stories here and there, shared pictures. Apparently Charlie was with his friend Eli going back home. They lived somewhere in London. He said he had a pleasant view of the Eifel Tower. Then I told him we got a hotel by the eiffel tower for a few days, and we rented a beautiful Cottage out of the city. We talked for what seems like forever.
Lori turned around to meet with my eyes. She was smiling with a sparkle in her eyes. A sparkle that I have not seen since her last boyfriend, Mark before he... Tragically killed himself leaving a novel long note about how bad his life was and the reason why he did it. And that to die was the only way for him to be happy even though he was the happiest ever when he was near Lori. He said "Lori, I Love you." were to be his last words. Poor Lori cried for days, didn't come to school. I went over everyday afterschool for a few weeks with a tub of her favorite icecream: Vanilla, and a Cinnamon shaker. She does like Cinnamon.
"Eli is really interesting, Jess! He likes hiking and water rafting. He even sky dives and and bungie jumps!" Lori did some of those things with Mark once before. "Not to mention him being cute. Where did all these british boys come from? Im gonna start watching your british shows woth you."
I laugh. "Okay."

"Ladies and gentlmen. We advise you to put on your seatbelts. We will be landing in London in 20 minutes." the speaker said. Charlie gave me his Skype name. "We need to stay in touch." he says as he pokes my nose with his pointing finger. Another 'boop'.
"Yeah, definitly."
In just a matter of time, we were finally rolling on the ground. My ears popped like crazy, and I was really anxious to walk my legs clear off my body.
I don't want to go my seperate ways though.
"Well, it was nice meeting you Miss Jessica." Charlie said, giving my friends and me a hug before going his seperate ways.
I like him, no doubt about it. And I know for a fact that Lori and Sky like him too. And Eli was nice. Lori seems really happy hanging around them. But, It is not like we are going to see him again. In the future, when the three of us look at old photos and talk about them, we will swoon over the rememberence of the charming, chivalrous, hansome british teenagers on the plane.
It is too bad it had to end there.