"You are a Russian immigrant who likes vodka and has a cat. GO!" Isabel said almost bouncing off her seat. I cleared my throat and in my best Russian accent I went of.
"Vell, mi name iz Demetria. I jave a kitti kat zat I pat whiz my jand. Zee, me guot ven I vent vance to buy vuodka. I like to druink vuodka like iv it's vuater." I finished the last word before I bursted out in laughter. Isabel had been laughing since I pronounced the first word so made it hard to go on for longer. As I looked around I realized that almost everyone was looking at me with smiles on their faces. I have never been a shy person, and considering that we were sitting inside a plane that should have taken off an hour and a half ago, I was glad people where amused by our improv game. Personally, I would have been as well.
Isabel and I were on the what should have been 10 A.M. London-Madrid plane, if it hadn't been for the delay. We had enjoyed a weekend of college interviews and gastronomic visits to the best restaurants in London. As normal tourists, we enjoyed a tour on those red, topless buses around the city and we had random people take pictures of us with most of London's historical monuments.
As I looked around the plane, I noticed a group of four male individuals, all in their late teens, sitting in the middle, four seat, row next to ours. The one closest to me was an extremely good looking Asian. Next to him sat a flashy blue haired guy, cute, but not as attractive as the Asian one. Next to the blue haired guy sat a cute blond guy with a piercing on his bottom lip. Finally next to the piercing guy sat an extremely hot blond male with barely visible dimples. Since I figured we were going to be stuck in this plane for a while before it took off, I faced the Asian kid and called for him playfully.
"Jackie Chan." He stared at me confused, not knowing if it was to him that I was addressing. "Yes, you!" I added. He seemed a bit insulted that I called him that, which I guess was normal, but at the same time I could tell, from the small smile he was trying to fight, that he found it amusing.
"Jackie Chan is Chinese. I'm half Kiwi half Scottish." He said in a tone a three year would use while trying to prove a point. By the end of his sentence the three other guys on his row were laughing.
"Fine, then. Okay, you are a crocodile hunter, in the middle of the Australian jungle. You've just seen the biggest crocodile ever. GO!" I said to him as if I were narrating a story.
"What?" He asked confused/
"Oh common, don't tell me that you weren't paying attention to what I was doing two minutes ago. Let me refresh your memory. Me. Russian accent. Improv. Now GO!" I told him. There was an instance of silence before the guy with the piercing interrupted with his best Australian accent.
"Oh. My. Goodness. Dear Lord. Have you seen that crocodile?! It's huge!" He whispers loudly as he points at the blue haired male next to him. "Lets take a closer look right over there, because we seem to have found the Blue Crested Croc--" He bursted out in laughter before he could reach the end of his sentence. We all did.
"Really? Blue Crested Crocodile?" The blue haired guy snarled offended as we all laughed.
"Not bad, not bad. For your first time at least." I admitted to the guy with the piercing.
"Pff... You know I was great." He said a bit too proud of himself.
"I could have done it better." The Asian kid snarled in a barely audible tone.
"Oh honey don't get mad. You'll do better next time." The blue haired guy said as he pinched the Asian kid's cheek.
"HA. HA. HA." The Asian kid replied sarcastically as he pushed his friend's hand away from his cheek.
"I'm Natalia by the way." I introduced myself. "And this is my best friend, the shyest person alive, Isabel! Give her a round of applause!" I announced as I pointed both of my jazz hands at her. It was obvious that she was embarrassed, so I let out a small chuckle and whispered "You're supposed to say hi."
"Hi." She said, barely audible.
"So how about you? Do you guys have names?" I asked cheerfully.
"No, in Australia parents do not name their children. You see. So we only go by our last names." The guy with a piercing replied.
"Really?" I asked convinced that what he was telling me was true.
"Nats, I think his just teasing you." Isabel whispered at me.
"Oh..." I said as I felt my cheeks turning red. "I'm not a fan of sarcasm, or irony. I mean I can use it with people, but when people use it with me, I rarely get it." I declare. They all chuckled.
"I'm Luke." The one with the piercing said. "Jackie Chan over there, his name is Calum. The blue crested crocodile is Michael. And, last but not least, the quiet one who's cat bit his tongue, he's Ashton."
"Well, it's nice to meet you all." I said.
