Its way too early to be standing in these kinds of lines.
Yet again, my sister causes me to be late to the airport, which causes me to be last in the security line. Woooo.
Soon enough, Im past security and on my way to my gate.
And suddenly I hear, "Last boarding call for Flight 1950 to Atlanta." At that i take off running.
So, a little back story for you: I was visiting Pittsburgh for the last month. My mom never books direct flights, so Atlanta is where my layover is for 3 hours, and then i board my flight back home to St. Louis. Now you know everything.
I make it to my gate, get checked in and run through the gate and onto my plane. The gate attendant said they wouldn't leave without me. Yeah right.
I'm walking through the plane, looking for a window seat preferably. But the only seat, God help me, is on the aisle. And in the seat next to it is the person I never would have placed in coach: Ansel Elgort.
"Seriously?"
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FanfictionMarina is late to her flight, and, lucky enough, its next to two of the most attractive yet outrageous boys she ever met: Ansel Elgort and Nat Wolf.
