Is this Love?

Is this Love? (Journey to Syria)

Chapter 1

As I packed my last piece of clothing, I glanced around my childhood room that held so many memories. Memories of my dad reading me bedtime stories when I was younger and when I'd fall asleep halfway through he would kiss my cheek and whisper "night night don't let the fairies bite". My heart swelled at the thought of my dad and i had to swallow the tears away. I promised myself I had to be brave for my mum. The door creaked open revealing my mum, leaning against the door, with tear soaked cheeks. She trudged towards me and squeezed me into a warm motherly hug.

"I cant believe my baby is leaving me for  a month" she whispered into my hair, her voice cracking at the end.

I pulled away with tears swimming in my eyes "Mum come on, no tears you promised! trust me it'll fly by and with that I'll be back at home in no time" i said reassuringly.

"I hope so" she whispered, pulling out of the embrace.

Your probably wondering what on earth is going on. Well me and a group of people from school are flying to Syria for a month, to help the poor unfortunate people, how nice of us, right?

The school coach beeped outside, indicating it was time to go. I gave my mum one final hug, grabbed all my bags and ran to the door. I walked into the coach, already hearing screams, shouts and chatter from every corner. I sat myself next to my savior, my platinum and last but not least my knight in the shining Armour, Becky. I could already tell Becky was in a bad mood, she was slouched in her seat, music blasting from her headphones.

"Hey" i said cheerfully. She replied with a scowl.

"Let me guess Carter!" i huffed.

She gave me the don't- you- start -look but knowing me i was going to do just that.

" Beck's come on, I don't know what Carter did this time but just get over him, he's a douchebag and definitely not worth your million dollar heart " I said truthfully, giving her a cheeky nudge.

She slapped my arm and sighed " For the millionth time May, stop calling him a douchebag, you do know when me and Carter start to date you'll eventually have to tolerate his gorgeous self"

I rolled my eyes "Oh Becky, how I wish god shows you a sign to make you understand that he's not worthy of you" I pleaded, intertwining my hands for a dramatic effect.

"Don't tell me that you've not once fallen in love with his hazel dreamy eyes,  the perfect mop of light brown hair he has and that breath-taking dimpled smile....goodness me, his a perfect creation"

Well...that's a story for another day

She turned to look back a few seats where Carter and his girlfriend Lexi were sitting, he was concentrating on his phone giving no attention to Lexi, who was trying to peek through the huge eyelashes she wore to see who he was texting. She put her hand on his thigh and gave him a little peck on his cheek. I gave a look of disgust to Becky who mirrored the same and we both turned around

"I don't see what he see's in her, she's literally horrible to everyone....he on the other hand deserves much better, someone who will love him for the real him, not just because he's insanely rich, insanely good looking and insanely hot, wait did I say that twice......"

I sighed and zoned her out by plugging my earphones in as she obsessed over Carter.

*2 hours later*

Walking through the Heathrow airport and dragging my 3 suitcases along with me whilst managing to keep up with the rest of the 28 students was a mission.

During the security checks, all the teachers were keeping an eye out for us, like seriously! what wrong can happen in an airport? Unless some thug comes and robs us all in gunpoint. I shaked that terrible thought away. Becky who was standing beside me nudged me slightly eyeing someone, breaking me from my ridiculous thoughts. I followed her gaze and saw mr douche himself getting stopped by a security guard because he had a pack of fags "hidden" in the inside pocket of his leather jacket. No surprise there.

The teachers acted disappointed like they weren't expecting something like this would happen, Especially by Carter. I laughed at his stupidity, how dumb can he get not knowing the security guards check each and every place but he still thought that if he hides it, he wont get caught. Becky nudged me and gave me the glares which made me burst into hysterics. Carter glanced at me briefly, to which I replied with a thumbs up.

After we finally finished our check ups at the airport, i quickly phoned my mum and told her were about to take off soon. Inside the airplane I held my ticket and walked down the aisles to find my seat muttering "A13, A13", Sadly me and Becky got separated as we got different seating's "Ah hah i found it" i squealed,

A frown instantly made its way on my face as Carter gave me a cheeky dimpled smile. "Oh look who we have here, goody two shoes May" he teased with a million dollar smirk. I inwardly groaned knowing that this will be a long tiring flight. I refuse to sit next to him. I walked off to find someone I can speak to about seating aarrangements.

" Sorry miss, but you have to sit in the seats you've been provided with. If the plane wasn't as full as it is you could've got lucky but in these circumstances there is no way you'll find an empty seat. Sorry about that" the air hostess said giving me a sympathetic smile.

Well I'm guessing luck chose not to be on my side today!

I walked back to my seat and gave Carter a glare and  made sure to sit a seat a way from him. In which he returned a smirk. though i was extremely pissed that he got my favorite spot near the window. Why oh why do i have to sit next to this stupid douchebag? 

Not 5 minutes had passed when more bad news came along, Lexi, Carters so called girlfriend. She squeezed past me giving a me a dirty glare, she hadn't even sat down yet and began squealing about how lucky they both are to be sat next to each other. Carter plugged in his earphones blocking her squealing out and continued to look out the window.

God, i think I've got an ear ache from all that squealing

She sat down and looked at me as if I was tissue stuck to her shoe, "Keep your distance March"

"my names May " I replied , more than ready for this journey to finish

"I don't care" she replied, sending me a fake smile

The one thing i don't understand is that we are going to Syria to help the poor and destitute, whilst she is dressed in a designer dress with a Gucci watch and many other expensive things that i cant even name.

I shook my head and slumped back into my seat. Great! i guess i'll be sitting next to the devil and his little helper for the rest of the journey.

Off to Syria here we go!!!