You Are What Your Name Is

Chapter 17

HEEEY THEREE GUYSSSSSSS!!!!1

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!

so I kinda decided to go trick or treating, it was my last year this year -sniffle, sniffle, cry, cry- but anyways I got A LOT of CANDY!!! YAYAYAYAYAYA! So sugar rushes are a good thing (not really but thats okay) I'm waiting now because at any moment my dad is going to come down and steal the computer away from me... he's a meanie. But that's besides the point because i have the chapter finished!! Yay me! *claps like London Tipton* <-- sweet life of zack and cody reference there... I told my dad I was going as him for halloween because I stole a bunch of his work clothes, I actually went as a lumberjack LOL. I drew on really dark eyebrows and my mom put mascara in my hair sadface. ANYWAYS my dad is down which is probably a good thing becaus ei could be going on and on and on and on and -OKAY YOU GET THE POINT. SO heres the chapter, enjoy, and if you have candy, try not too eat too much at a time :D :D :D :D :D

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The stopover in Montreal was a quick one, and we just had enough time to grab a quick bite to eat before we were boarding the plane to Edmonton. We had just stepped on the plane, and were making our way down the isle past first class when Talon stopped us.

"Guys, where are you going?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow and swinging his bag up around to stow overhead.

"Dude, we're flying first class?" Sam asked incredulously.

"Yup." Talon replied lazily, popping the p. "Now who's gonna sit with me?" he asked, seeing as there were only two seats on each side of the isle.

Sam snorted. "You can be sure as hell I'm not." he said and turned to the seats that were a few rows further up.

"I'll sit with Sam!" Belle jumped at the chance eagerly. I mentally groaned and turned to look at Talon, who was now sitting in the seat by the window. I simply stared at him pointedly.

"What?" he asked, sounding a little too innocent.

"Your in my seat." I growled.

"No I'm not, what on earth are you talking about? Just take a look at the number on my ticket." he said trying to keep up his little innocent act.

"Look. If I have to be sitting next to you, I at least deserve the window seat. Now get up." I demanded.

"Make me." he challenged.

"Why am I even arguing with you?" I asked exasperated. "I'm your 'leader', you're supposed to do what I say." I exclaimed, making air quotation marks around leader, seeing as I had no clue what that was supposed to mean. To my surprise, he actually got up. I climbed over him, muttering a quiet "Thank you."

The curtain was pulled across, separating us from the less fortunate who would have to spend the entire four hours with crying babies and snoring sleepers. Our little section quickly fell into a consistent quiet, with the plane humming and Sam and Belle's hushed talking. The lights dimmed and the plane began to move.

I stared out the window and watched the lights of the runway run past us. I watched as they waved goodbye, growing smaller in the distance. I watched as the clouds enveloped us, before spitting us up above the world. Everything was dark, and there was nothing left to see. I was mesmerized by the bright moon for a moment, wondering what it would be like to walk upon such an unnatural surface. Wondering, always wondering. With a little sigh I turned to Talon.

"You know, for only having known me for three days, you know a lot about me." I began, but he cut me off.

"Au contraire, my friend, I know hardly anything."

"Well in that case I know nothing about you!" I protested.

"I suppose you could be right about that one." he mused. "What is it you would like to know anyways?"