Gone

A Rude Awakening... By a Ginger?

Chap 2 never let go.

I sat down in my seat I was right in the middle. Great. Knowing my luck id have two old lady trying to talk to me about knitting on either side of me.

So instead of waiting for the old lady's to come I snuggled into my seat and fell asleep.

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*poke*

"Is she dead?"

"Of coarse shes not dead you twit!"

''But IV been poking her for the entire flight and she hasn't woken up!''

''She could just be a heavy sleeper."

"OH! I KNOW! She hibernating."

*smack*

"You twit! Girls don't hibernate!"

"Why not there mammals aren't they?"

*smack*

"Would you shut up! You'll wake her up."

"I thought that was what we were trying to do!?"

"No if we wake her up shell be mad at us!"

"Why?"

"Because you twit, girls don't like to get woken up, remember when you tried to wake Callie up? She punch you in the nuts."

"Did you have to bring that up again? Every time I think about it I get sore."

"Oi! Don't need to know that!"

"Haha you so wanted to know that!"

*poke*

"Would you stop poking her, your gonna get it where it hurts again."

"Maybe shell mistake me for you and get you where it hurts!"

*smack*

"What was that for?"

"For being a twit!"

"If you guys won't shut up your both gonna get it where it hurts." I said without opening my eyes.

Where did my old lady's go? I miss them!

"Wow! Dude she was awake this whole time!" The thick Irish accent exclaimed excitedly.

I opened my eyes a crack to see a very excited looking boy right in my face.

"Don't tempt me" i growled and he instantly backed off.

I sat up stretching my arms and arching my back.

As I sat back into my seat i took in the two boys on either side of me.

The excited one had bright red hair and lots of freckles while the other one, which I'm guessing belongs to the brutish accent, had brown hair and tan skin with not a blemish on them. They both had golden eyes and well sculpted body's. They were both pretty attractive i guess, but I could never imagine loving anyone else then Jackson.

"What's your name beautiful?" Said the British one.

"Hillary. And if you don't won't to get punched in the nut like ginger over there then I suggest you dont call me beautiful."

British cocked an eyebrow and then started laughing.

"What's a ginger, i thought that was a spice or something?"

I looked at him expecting to see sarcasm in his expression, but instead he looked completely serious.

I started laughing, it was the only time i had really laughed since he left.

"How far are we from Ireland?'' I asked them.

"Oh we haven't taken off yet."

*face palm*

This was going to be an interesting flight.

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