There Is No Comfort Zone

Milyah- Boardings

"Minda Enterprises sure has some fancy equipment, huh?" Mrs. Crossbook asked her daughter as she gave a wavering glance towards the jet. From first hand experience, Milyah knew her mom's parental instincts were kicking in. It was possible she would break down in a fit of tears like plenty of the other parents here. Lucky for the school girl, nothing of the sort happened.

From the corner of her eye, Milyah spotted Alice. The child of jet black hair looked a tad bit down, so Milyah joyously gave a wave and a supportive thumbs up.

Alice beamed.

Aunt Minda -er, wait- Alice's Aunt Minda started up some speech to soothe the riled nerves of all the other adults. Probably. Milyah really wasn't in the mood to pay attention. She did catch the end, as Aunt Minda elatedly concluded, "So now, without further ado, it's time to board the plane!"

With one quick last hug to her mother, Milyah was ready. With her luggage rolling behind her, the brunette boarded the jet.

If she had to describe her first thoughts on the aircraft in fancy smancy terms, the thing to pop into her mind would be spacious.

Luxury chairs with distance between one another, while still having plenty enough in numbers to fit all the students plus extra. She tried to list other interests, but her mind was stuck on another certain detail.

There was an assortment of foods as varying and plentiful as the dishes you can make from an apple. (The analogy makes more sense when you take into account the amount of apple based products. Mmmmh. Apple Pie.)

Milyah scurried to a seat. Behind her were two girls gossiping about something she personally couldn't have cared less for.

She listened in regardless.

"This is super cool! I wonder if it could possibly get better!" Voice one giggled.

The second voice gave a sly answer. "Maybe we'll meet our true love!" Milyah could practically feel the warmth radiating off of V2's cheeks.

Milyah stifled a snicker. Typical that all the girls of her grade (or at least some of them anyway) would be focused on boys. Shouldn't it be on family, drawing, or friendship or something?

Oh! Speaking of friendship, where was Alice?

It wasn't too difficult to spot her. Curly black hair, bright blue eyes and for some reason some ridiculously extravagant outfits, she stuck out like a sore thumb on multiple occasions, including this one.

"Alice!" Milyah called out excitedly, waving her buddy over.

The girl walked briskly, her eyes trained forward. They twinkled merrily. Somehow, without ever straying and looking around her, Alice navigated around several people and dodged an incoming frisbee. (Who on earth goes on a jet and brings a frisbee?)

"Are you ready?" Alice cut straight to the point.

Milyah nodded.

As if on cue, the pilot came onto the speakers. He said his name was Jonathan or something, then gave the usual spiel over how the craft works. She could have sworn Alice paled.

What could possibly be wrong with Jonathan flying?