Flight 203

CHAPTER 1

Thomas Watkins stepped into his office. He stepped up to his desk and sat in a black chair. He looked at his computer screen. "you have mail!" it said. He reached for his mouse and clicked on the mail icon on his screen. Several bubbles popped up. He clicked on the newest one from his boss. "Dear Mr.Thomas." It read. "I have some very important news for you. In five days, you will have to take a trip to China. We have a meeting with Chan Tee. Pack your bags, we leave in 5 days. Sincerely, your boss."
Thomas stared at the screen for several minutes, processing the information that he just heard. "What will Deborah say?" He thought. "She won't be happy!"
He stood up and walked out of the office, flipping open his cell phone. "Call, wife." He told his phone. "Calling, china buffet." It replied. "Stupid phone." He muttered, and dialed the number. "Making me labor."
The phone rang 3 times, and then Deborah picked up.
"Hi Tom!" She said. "Why are you calling me at work? Is your boss going to be mad?" "Nope" Tom said. "I have to go on a business trip to China in 5 days. I-" " WHAT!" Deborah screamed. "Tell him you can't. That is our anniversary!" "I'm sorry honey, but this is very important. I have to go." "YOU SON OF A BI-" He hung up the phone and sighed.
"So are you happy about the trip?" Tom jumped. His boss stood beside him. "Did you hear the entire conversation?" Tom asked. "Most of it." Boss replied. "So, are you still up for the trip?"
Tom sighed again. "I guess so." He answered. "Good. I was hoping you would. Your a good worker. I wouldn't want to, you know, fire you."

5 days later

Tom stepped through the metal detector. "Your good." A security guard confirmed. Tom walked onboard the crowded plane.
Almost every seat was taken. Luckily,he had reserved a seat next to his boss.
He walked toward it. A young kid pushed another kid into Tom. Tom wobbled for a second, almost falling, before rebalancing himself on the seat. "Im so sorry!" A lady in her 30s said. "They've been roudy all day." "It's ok." Tom said. "Im sure they didn't mean to hit me."
He walked on. Seconds later, he found his seat. "Hi Tom." His boss greeted. "Hello to you, to boss." He replied. "Please, call me Charlie. Im so excited about this trip. I have been fanticising about it for weeks." "I hope it goes well." Tom said.
The plane suddenly moved. It was taking off. "Please turn all electronic devices off or on airplane mode." A voice said over the intercom.
Tom leaned his head against the seat in front of him and drifted off to sleep...