Kidnapped

Empty!

After about half an hour Marisa finally seemed to get the plane under enough control that Liam, Harry, and I stopped screaming and swearing at the top of our lungs.

    “Keep it like that!” Harry shouted.

    Marisa sighed, “I’ll try.”

    I turned around so that I could see the boys and Marisa, “So, who wants to hear some music?” I asked.

    Marisa responded, “Ooohh me!” Causing the plane to drop five feet.

    “Marisa!” We all screamed.

    She went back to flying.

    “What songs you got?” Harry asked, leaning towards me.

    “Everything. What do you want?”

    We went back and forth between Liam and Harry’s taste in music which was more rapish and me and Marisa’s One Direction and Stephen Jerzak.

    “I wanna be drunk when I wake up,” I sang.

    “That’s weird,” Liam responded, “I just don’t get these lyrics.”

    Marisa laughed, “You should see the music video. He talks to cats.”

    “What?” Liam said and me and Marisa both started laughing.

    After two hours I fell asleep and when I woke up I saw Marisa still concentrating on the plane with a determined expression.

    “How long have we been flying?” I asked her.

    “About five hours,” Harry responded from the back seat.

    “Ehhh, are we almost there?” I asked. “Wherever there is?”

    “I think there is Madagascar,” Harry said looking at a map that he must have found in the back seat, “I think. I’m pretty sure that we were going in that direction anyway.”

    I looked at the map, “Yeah we’re either going to Madagascar or India.”

    Harry nodded, “Either way we’re going to need to find a way to get back to the US. Maybe if we come up with enough cash we can pay for a real flight.”

    “Hey, at least we’re not getting chased by kidnappers,” Marisa said.

    I peered at Liam and saw that he was still asleep as Harry said, “Yeah, for now.”

    “Knock on wood,” I said and knocked on the door of the plane.

    “I don’t think that’s wood,” Marisa said.

    “Whatever.”

    Harry sighed, “How long have we been away?”

    “I dunno. A week. A month. Does it even matter?” I answered.

    “Um, guys?” Marisa said next to me, “I have a question.”

    “What?” Harry asked.

    “What does E stand for?”

    “E?” I looked at the bright red, blinking E, “Maybe Extremely Full?”

    “No,” Harry said, “Empty. Wake up Liam.”

    The loud beeping was very annoying. But I rarely noticed it because I was having a panic attack.

    “Oh my god we are going to die!!!” I said, jumping up and down, trying to keep the plane in the air.

    “You’re the one who said you didn’t care if we died,” Kayla said.