Coincidence? ~Noah Schnapp fanfiction~

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Quick backstory for the character - my name is Isobel ( I prefer being called Izzie) I live in England and I am slightly too obsessed with stranger things. I am 13 years old, have a 12 year old brother called Tom, an 18 year old sister called Libby and my mum and dad.
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"ISOBEL." My Mum screeched from the bottom of the stairs. I groaned.
"WHAT?"....
"WHAT?!"....
"HELLO?!?!"....
"Oh my god." I muttered to myself. Only one of my eyes had any makeup on it, my room was a dump site and my mum had suddenly evaporated.
Great.
I stumbled out of the chair at my desk and trudged downstairs to the loud racket of my brother doing his guitar practice echoing out of the spare room. Seriously, my ears have had enough of heavy metal for one day.
If we weren't going on holiday tomorrow, I'd be seriously debating why I haven't ran away to America. Like, come on, what is the deal with England? It's either raining, cold or 'too hot'.
"Mum?" I asked, stepping into the kitchen.
"Yes?" My Mum replied, sounding tired.
"Where the hell is Libby???"
"Um.." she thought, "oh yes, she's at work."
"Oh okay." I muttered.
I am well aware that Libby finds it okay to steal my stuff everyday, whether it's makeup, blankets or even just random garbage on my floor that may be 'useful'. Smh.
Anyway, it might be an idea for me to pack a suitcase considering I'll probably need one when I go on holiday??
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The next day
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"ISOBEL!" My Mum shouted again from downstairs. I'm sensing a bit of déjà vu?
"I'm coming, I'm coming." I mumble, barely awake.
I pick up my phone and click the button to check the time.
Oh god..
"IM LATE!" I yell to myself and scramble out of bed in a panic. Oh god, oh god, oh god. I haven't even finished packing! I'm not even dressed! You know what.. it's fine. As long as I have my phone, a working Netflix account and a bunch of chargers I can get through this. Suitcase full and a backpack on my shoulder, I pant downstairs and hurl my belongings in the boot.
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Twenty minutes later
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"Seriously, Izzie," my sister looked at me, her eyes wide, "you look like you just got out of bed."
"I have no idea what you're talking about." I scoffed, half a bagel hanging out my mouth.
"Right?" She answered, raising her eyebrows.
"Shut up, I'm hungry."
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Time skip to the airport
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After an argument with my brother about who's music was allowed on in the car, my sister sleeping the entire way and my dad yelling horribly awful jokes throughout the whole journey, we finally arrived at the airport. As I stepped out the car and the harsh February wind settled in my skin I let out a shiver and stretched out my legs. I trudged over to the trolley where all our bags were.
"I hate winter." I grumbled, hugging my thick coat further around me.
"Well, that's why we are going on holiday?" Said my brother matter-of-factly.
"What would I do without you, Captain Obvious?"
"Enough!" My Mum snapped. "We haven't even entered the building and you're already fighting, save me now!" She said dramatically.
I giggled and we walked into the busy terminal.
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Later on at duty free
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I was busy checking out the high shelves of chocolate (because come on) when I saw a massive commotion probably 15 feet away from me. I craned my neck to try and get a look but there was no point. Curious, I crept over to the rumble and stood on my tip toes to see between two people shoulders... and that when I saw him.

Oh my god it's Noah Schnapp. He was just sitting there, crazy fans pestering him. He looked up and his eyes met mine for a split second.

Trying to control my upcoming anxiety, I scrambled away, fists clenching like the awkward creature I am to find the rest of my family.
"Izzie?" My dad, said snapping me back to reality.
"Huh?" I mumbled. "Oh, hi."
"Are you okay?" Both my parents said in unison, looking at me with a concerned expression on their faces.
"What, yeah!" I said, too loudly, plastering on a fake smile. "I'm fine!"
Are you kidding me? There was no way in hell I was telling my family that I just saw an actor from my fAvOuRiTe tV sHoW. They'd make me talk to him! They'd make me go up to him again after I just ran away?! What the hell would I say? Honestly, no matter how disappointed I am, I'm just going to leave it.
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Noah's POV
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I was just trying to have a bit of alone time but suddenly I was bombarded with screaming fans, begging for pictures and autographs. I sighed under my breath and grinned a fake smile at then. Whilst I was busy doing someone an autograph I looked up to see a girl about my age looking over someone's shoulder. She had long, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes and thick arched eyebrows. It had only been a second but then she got a sudden look of panic in her eyes and left in a hurry. I was in a daze for a second. Why did she go? I jumped when a fan tapped me on the shoulder, asking for another autograph.

(Quick side note: this is going to be an extra long chapter because why not and I wanna get you guys hooked😂)

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Waiting at the gate (Izzie's POV)
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I unplugged my headphones and looked up at my mum.
"Tell me why we've been waiting so long again?" I huffed.
My mum rolled her eyes.
"I've told you a million times they have to fix something on the plane!"
"Alright, alright!" I said defensively.
My brother snorted with laughter so I punched him in the arm.
After about twenty minutes, I'd had enough. As you can see, I'm slightly impatient.
"I can't take this anymore!" I said dramatically, combing my hands through my hair like a mad person.
"Isobel," my mum said, "your moaning is not going to make us board any quick-"
But she was interrupted by an announcement on the intercom.
'Flight BA105 please get ready for boarding.'
I bust out laughing at my mother and we board the plane, me still cackling away in the corner.
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On the plane
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There's no doubt about it, I've always hated planes; the turbulence, the disgusting food and the deadly wait. However, the good news is that because my dad's a pilot we were on a staff ticket and now we've been bumped up to first class! This holiday was already pretty amazing...
I settled down into my seat that felt like marshmallows it was so soft, and before I knew it, we were about to take off. You know when I said I didn't like planes? Well, I really wasn't lying. Take off, frankly, has always terrified me. I clutched the arm rest next to me before I suddenly felt the sensation of being dragged into the air. Fascinated, I jumped to look out the window and watched the city of London pass right beneath my feet...
Finally, oh finally, the captain has said that passengers are free to roam around the cabin. I'm not really sure why I would 'roam' I mean seriously, apart from a terrifying toilet (which I refuse to use), what is there to look at?
Great, I was already bored and we'd only been in the air for half an hour. Humming, I unzipped my bag for my headphones when I saw a familiar face in my peripheral vision. I turned my hard to see who it was and... oh god.
Why is Noah Schnapp on my plane?! I sank back down into my chair and prayed to god that he hasn't seen me; my life could not get more humiliating. Luckily, I managed to grab my headphones as I sat down so I hastily plugged them into my phone and turned my playlist on. The song 'coming over - filous remix by James Hersey' came on. (A/n btw that song is amazing I truly suggest you listen to it mkay bye) I tapped my finger on my knee along to the beat; I love music, it's like an escape route for me. I sigh and look around the plane until I feel as if someone is looking at me. I have a definite assumption of who that 'someone' is so I continue to concentrate on my music. However, I couldn't resist. I slowly turned my head to where he was sitting, and just as I thought, he was glancing my way. When he saw me looking, he smiled. I felt as if a thousand bolts of electricity had been shocked through my veins; Noah Schnapp was smiling.... at me?! I realised I must look like an idiot just staring at him so I shook myself down and gave him a small, shy smile back. Quickly, my head snapped back to my phone. But, no matter how much I bit my lip, I couldn't control the grin that was forming on my face.
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Helloooo,
If you go on my account you can probably see that this is my second Noah Schnapp fanfiction because
1. There aren't enough out there
And
2. My first one was shocking.
Hope you've enjoyed!