Chapter One_First Impressions
GWEN'S POV
"Do you really have to go? You can always live with me." Complains James, my favorite gay friend.
"I'm sorry. I have to do this." I hug him so tight, I know I was cutting off some circulation in his arms. "I will text you every night, when I get there, and every Friday or Saturday we will video chat. Depending on what kind of job I get." We let go and we kiss cheeks. "You are an amazing friend and I am glad you are always going to be in my life, and I will never, and I mean never, forget you."
"Your gonna miss your plane...." Is all he says because he is starting to cry.
"Oh no. Don't cry!" I hold him in my arms until I hear the announcement.
"All First Class riders of flight 16349 please board now. Thank you."
"Well, this is it." We hug one last time, then I grab my stuff and get in line.
When I get in my seat, James texts me; Do NOT forget to take lots of pics on the plane for me! And don't forget me....
I text back; Sure thing! And I won't! Bye!
I put my phone on Airplane Mode, put my phone in my hoodie pocket and set my carry-on bag on the floor.
When everyone gets on, the fasten your seatbelt sign glows red. I put on my belt and get comfortable.
"Welcome to SouthWest Airlines. This is your captain speaking. Please fasten your seatbelts, and we will head on out of here. Thank you." Says the man on the intercom.
I smile. Once every one was checked for seatbelts, we start to take off. As we go I look out my window at the waving figure in the building window. I wave back, not knowing if he saw me or not.
When we liftoff it feels like the skin on my face is being pulled back and I can't move, but I can.
Once we are level again, seatbelt lights go dim and the girls, that work on the plane, start to get up and get the food and drink cart.
When she gets to me, I take what I want and sip at my soda.
I'm happy I got the window seat, I took out my phone and take a few pictures of the ground that was slowly becoming smaller and smaller. I take my earbuds out and use them to listen to music.
Eventually I fall asleep.
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"Ma'am?" A flight intendent says, shaking my shoulder. "We are here."
I lift my head from the uncomfortable way I was laying, and blush. "Sorry."
She smiles. "It's quite alright."
I grab my bag and head off the plane to my other one. I had to stop and change planes, here, in Phoenix, Arizona. I check to see how much time I have until my next flight. An hour, good. I find where my flight will take off, and then hunt for a nearby bathroom and food store.
