1 Prepare For Take-Off.

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Jake handed in his ticket for his flight with his carry-on luggage by his side. Once the female flight attendant said to 'Have A Nice Flight,' Jake thanked her and made his way onto the plane he was boarding. 

The second flight attendant walked up to Jake, "Good morning, Sir. Do you need help finding your seat?" 
"Oh, yes, thank you." He smiled. Looking around, he only spotted a few people on the plane so far. He was grateful that he was one of the first to board the plane.

The attendant looked at what seat he was assigned, "Ah, okay. Your seat is right over here." The attendant motioned towards the back of the plane, "The last row to the left. You'll be lucky if we don't have a fully booked flight to California. You could have that whole row to yourself." 

"Splendid. Thank you." 

"Don't forget to put your carry-on luggage underneath the seat in front of you or in the overhead bin. There will be a reminder for it during the end of boarding." 

Jake sat down in the window seat. He placed his carry-on down in the seat in front of him rather than the overhead bin. If someone were to sit with him, he didn't want to make things awkward with trying to get out and retrieve his things during the flight. 

Jake sat back comfortably in his seat, watching the passengers board one by one. He prayed as they all were seated that no one would have to sit in the row with him. He didn't mind if someone had to, but he didn't want to be stuck with a person who would make him aggravated. He recalled several flights where he had been stuck with a woman and an annoying toddler. The mother didn't control the screaming child at all. Everyone on that flight might have been annoyed, but Jake thought the screaming would make him go deaf. In another flight, a man was being extremely rude to Jake after he wished to exit the row to use the restroom. 

Jake sighed and waited patiently on the plane. He listened to the sound of rain outside and thunder. He looked up and saw the fasten seat belt sign light up. One of the flight attendants walked to a speaker and spoke. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Captain has turned on the Fasten Seat Belt sign. If you haven't already done so, please stow your carry-on luggage underneath the seat in front of you or in an overhead bin. Please take your seat and fasten your seat belt. And also make sure your seat back and folding trays are in their full upright position.If you are seated next to an emergency exit, please read carefully the special instructions card located by your seat. If you do not wish to perform the functions described in the event of an emergency, please ask a flight attendant to reseat you.We remind you that this is a non-smoking flight. Smoking is prohibited on the entire aircraft, including the lavatories. Tampering with, disabling or destroying the lavatory smoke detectors is prohibited by law. If you have any questions about our flight today, please don't hesitate to ask one of our flight attendants. Thank you."

Jake watched the last few remaining people get on the plane, and yet, still no one was coming to the row he was sitting in. He was grateful that things were turning out okay. It seemed like he always had bad luck on flights. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is..." The chief flight attendant spoke into the intercom. Jake wasn't paying much attention to the details about how high they were flying or the time it would take for the travel.  " At this time, make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position and that your seat belt is correctly fastened. Also, your portable electronic devices must be set to 'airplane' mode until an announcement is made upon arrival. Thank you."

One of the flight attendants walked into the plane. Another approached, "Is there anyone else?" 
"Doesn't seem like it. I'll shut the door and we should be good to go." 
"You do that." 

When they were about to shut the door, someone came running and shouting, "Wait!" 

The flight attendant looked up, "Are you on this flight?" 
"Yes, I am." The blond male handed his ticket over.
Upon inspection, the attendant smiled, "Just in time, Mr. Dirk Strider. I was about to shut the door. Come on inside and I'll take you to your seat." 

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