I tucked into my breakfast on the plane. I was seriously annoyed. Why was I annoyed? I’ll tell you: Much to my dismay I’d found out we’d be just circling around the world on the plane for days until Malcolm sorted things. Things I dared not ask.
My head shot up as I heard mumbling coming my way.
“Yes, they’ll be fine with it.”
“. . . Ok if it remains a secret.”
“Don’t worry.”
“. . . I see.”
Malcolm was walking down toward us with a lady that looked gorgeous. She wasn’t my age. That I was quite thankful for as two teenage girls was enough. Quite enough! She looked old but beautiful. She had sparkling blue eyes with a tinge of white in them. Her hair was a brown, long and curly colour. Her smile lit up her whole face as she walked towards us in a down to earth blouse with a brown cardigan and jeans.
“Why, hello there. I’m Cassie,” she said as she finally got over to us and took a seat.
“Dylan,” Dylan replied as he shook her outstretched hand. She turned politely to Lori and me.
“I’m Lorielle but everyone calls me Lori.” Lori said with a shrug, shaking her hand too.
“Lori Woods?” Cassie asked.
“Yes, that’s me!” Lori beamed.
“Your parents say “Hi hunny, Guanohulo is so overrated so we won’t be bringing anything back this time. Be good, and don’t let us down. Dad’s been cutting down on the chips as they don’t provide them. Oh well! That’s fine with me.’” Cassie quoted, putting on a perfect American accent.
Lori frowned and mumbled to herself, “Everything’s overrated now.”
Cassie shot her a sympathetic glance and turned to me, “And you?”
“I’m Tansy May.” I said quietly before shaking her hand. It was firm but friendly and the next thing I knew she was pulling her hand around me and squeezing my shoulders.
“There’s no need to dwell on the past, so I won’t make you.”
“It’s okay,” I replied, “We talk about her all the time.”
“That’s sweet,” she smiled before turning to my friends and saying, “I guess you are all probably wondering what on earth I’m doing here. And when I got on here as the plane hasn’t landed once. Or am I mistaken?”
“Yeah. . .” Dylan said.
“I’m just going to be your 6th wheel. You had to have known; three teenagers, an old man and a busy spy. You guys needed me.”
“I suppose so but how’d you get on here?” Lori asked with a cunning look.
“I have my ways.”
Lori turned to us, rolling her eyes she whispered, “So she’s basically like the other secretive adults.”
“I’m an adult too.” Dylan interjected.
“You’re eighteen.” I told him with a frown.
“Yes exactly. So I’m an adult. By law, I’m an adult, by maturity I’m an adult too.”
“Well, you’re a teenager in my books. Shall we agree on that?” Cassie cut in, stopping the age argument.
“Yes,” me and Lori agreed just as Dylan said, “No.”
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The Other Side
Teen FictionTansy May's life has been nothing but an unfortunate roller-coaster of events; from thinking she was going to be burned to death by a bunch of crazy religionists, to being taken to another side of the world that she only thought existed in movies. ...
