Beach House Roomates

1. Airplane

Hope POV

"By mom, I promise I'll call you every week but I have to get on the plane now, Cass is waiting" I say to my teary mom who can't seem too stop hugging me. I look over at my step dad with that same awkward look on his face while my little brother stands there smily as if he is happy I'm leaving for the summer.
For some reason I feel like dad helped out on this pay to get rid of me, also since he sending my brother to summer camp. He just wants time with mom, yet ew...old people alone...what is wrong with your mind Hope. By dad, yea I know it's weird to callyour step dad, dad but me and my father aren't on talking terms ever since his new child.

"Hope let's go now and oh sorry but you cant sit next to me, I found a new plane buddy." She hollars and smiles at me. Probably her next boy victem she is going to stalk. I bid dad and Damion good bye and run to the plane to catch up with Cass. Sadly for me, and her victem she was serious. And he as I can tell is uncomfortable. I sit down in the seat i  from of he which is empty the rest of the way up so I move up to another seat to get away from their coversation.

When I sit in my seat, some huge dude comes and sits down next to me.
"Hey" He says in a salty tone. "Bye" I say right back to him and he just roles his eyes and moves to the seat behind me. Great why can't you just find another girl to eye rape for the rest of the ride. After him some other dude comes and sits down next to me, maybe around my age. What's up with these dudes, please find another seat. Unluckly for me, he doesn't move and I don't know how to tell him to. Reason one that would be rude. Reason two that would be rude. Reason three, I can't keep kicking dudes out of my seat for no reason. Well actually I can but what I mean is it's not my seat- You know what just rest Hope. I lean my head back and try to rest but sadly I am disturbed by another bum. Oh wait it's the same huge dude. Yippy!

I role my eyes and then give him a fake smile. "What do you want? I don't even know you. Please just leave me alone." I say to him with my again easy to tell sarcastic smile. "So he can sit by you, but I can't even speak to you."

"Maybe if you would shut up and not say anything you could have, oh wait I wouldn't have let you then either" I put back on my sarcastic smile as I say "Sorry for ya buddy"

"Ah you know what you little brat, screw you!" He yells at me which causes me to jump in fright but quickly act like I don't feel anything. The dude aside of me seems to notice as he turns around to talk to the guy. Ha! More like cuss out. "Dude I sudgest you learn some manners right now, last time I checked that is not how you talk to women so fix your mouth before y fist fixes it for you" He says to the huge dude andturns back around and glances at me.
I look at him and turn back. "Your welcome" He says to me.
"Thanks but it's not good to eavesdrop."

He raises an eyebrow and then just roles his eyes. "Right so next time I will let him talk to you like that and act like I didn't hear anythingggg." He says stretching out the 'anything'. "I did't say that but you just dont have to, it was nice though." He nods and quickly pulls out a magazine ignoring my stare. Yet me being me starts to ask quistions.
"So what's your name?"
 
"Real or by what people call me?" He ask, I look up before saying "Both."

"My name is Nathaniel Undergail and I a called Nathan."
I nod my head and head to my next question." So, what are you traveling to Miami for"
"Non of your concern" I was taken back by his remark but just move on to my next question.

"Have any sibli-"
"Look, I answered one of your questions which is by far one to many so please just be quit for the rest of the ride."
He says with his hand on my mouth which for some reason makes me tingle although I ignore it and look down at his hand but I lick it to remove it. "Did you just lick my hand?" He ask me but then I just use his comment asmy own.
"Ah ah ahhh, as we all should know, one question is one too many." I say shaking my finger and smirking. He roles his eyes but the just returns to his magazine.