A I R P L A N E !

C H A P T E R 1 5

"Can I come in?" I hear after the knock, my arm covering my eyes blocking my vision. I was to drowsy to recognize the voice as it continued to speak, "So do you want to start now or--" I roll over responding "later." With that they left the room, I get up sitting criss-cross on the queen sized bed.

I grab my phone looking through Twitter, one hour, then two, then three. I take a glance at the time 17:30pm deciding it's time to leave the  dark room. As I get up to open the door I'm greeted with bright lights shining, it takes my eyes a bit to adjust. At the end of the hallway I see the lock on the front door about to open, I stand there staring.

The door opens with someone panting on the other side. It's George, my eyes start wandering around his body. He's holding two large boxes, I tilt my head a bit before walking over to him. "Why are you so.. sweaty?" I say picking up the top box. "The elevator stopped working so I had climb the stairs." He lets out a gruff sigh. "What are these boxes for?" I say as we walk into the hallway, George turns his head to me. "There for you!" His tone was full of excitement as we reached my room. I freeze up and start screaming at him for buying me full of who knows what.

He just laughs placing the large box on the floor. I run placing mine on the white oak desk. "Can you pass a knife?" He sits next to the overtly large box.

I go to the kitchen finding Alex resting on the counter,phone in hands. I go behind him grabbing a knife. I leave rather quickly until Alex speaks up. "Why are you in a rush?" I turn back the corner, he waves for me to come in. With that I walk in—trudge in more like. "What are you even doing?" He asks another question, I explained to him about the boxes George had brought in. He looked at me rather confused,  but he dismissed me. I run to room excited to open the box.