I was awoken by my body hitting the side of the jet, I opened my eyes to see the jet was tilting from side to side a little.
I looked out the window to see we were going through a storm, I hated planes they were my least favourite transport. I wanted to be off this plane, I didn't want to be here one bit.
I felt the jet ease up a little, I felt a hand on mine. I looked to see it was Ed, he was reassuring me that I'd be okay. After about 10 minutes we were allowed to get up and move around again, I got up with Ed and got something to eat.
Once I had gotten my food I sat down and started to eat, someone sat down next to me but it wasn't Ed. I looked up to see a man with medium black hair, his eyes were blue and he had light freckles on his cheeks.
"Hey." They man said with an American accent, I smiled at how dorky he looked and sounded.
"Hey, I'm Cinder. What's your name?" I asked, he looked down for a second before answering.
"I'm James, James Kelton." He replied shaking my hand, I noticed he had a tongue piercing and a lip piercing. He looked really sweet, his dimples showed in his smile and a slight chipped front tooth.
"Nice to meet you, why is a girl like you going to Paris?" Paris? I was on a plane to Paris?
"I didn't really know where I was going, I was told to get on this plane and to see my brother. Why are you on this plane?" I asked as I took a bite of my sandwich.
"Same, I'm meant to meet some friends at the end of the flight. Three of them are on the other flight, then there is my friend Li-Leon. He's the one with the green and blue in his hair in front." He pointed to a few seats in front.
All I saw was a fuzz of black hair with neon green and neon blue zigzags going through it, it looked awesome. I could hear laughing, I guessed it was Ed.
"Well, I better get back to Leon. I'll see you another time." He said before leaving the seat beside me.
It was another hour before we landed, as we did I grabbed my things. I got off the jet and walked straight to the airport, I was trying to find the exit and ended up running into a dead end.
I turned around to accidently run into someone, I felt my entire body hit their chest. I looked up a little to see a brown hair man with a fine mustache, his eyes were grey and his body was fairly pale. He wore an Iron maiden Tee with white skinny jeans, he was only an inch taller than me.
"Bonjour, madam. Avez-vous besoin d'une main?" I looked at him seriously confused.
"Parlez-vous Français?" I only knew the basics of French, I knew what he was asking, do you speak French.
"Seulement un peu." I reply.
"So, you speak English?" He asked, his accent was pure French.
"Yes, I'm Cinder." I say shaking his hand.
"I'm Jean, Jean Fleur." He said kissing my hand.
"Fleur? As in flower?" I asked, I watched as he blushed and nodded. He looked like he used to have a nose piercing, he had a stud in his lip though.
"You seem lost, you need a hand?" He asked, I nodded and he lead me out.
"So why are you in Paris?"
"I'm here on business." I say.
"What kind of business?" He asked with a curious smirk.
"Non of your business." I say smiling back.
"Well then, I was going to say that you look a lot like a Melody." I looked at him surprised, I looked at his upper arm to see half of a gang tattoo. I looked closer to see it said - Milieu, which in French means Environment. I've heard of the gang before, it's a bunch of criminals who aren't necessarily French but are very good at what they do.
