Stranded Together

Chapter 11

🔵Gabe's POV🔵

"Welcome aboard, and thank you for flying with SkyHi." Says an overly cheerful voice. I look down the aisle and see a flight attendant that didn't look much older than me. Her wavy peroxide blonde hair what sitting neatly over her shoulders outlining her face. The red lipstick she wore made her teeth look even whiter. The first two buttons to her white blouse were undone showing more than enough cleavage. Her blouse what tucked into her fitted red pencil skirt, revealing her nice figure. Her legs looked even longer in the nude coloured heals she was wearing. Her uniform was finished off with a red ascot tied around her neck. By the way she stood and held her microphone up confidentiality, you could tell that she knew she was attractive.

"My name is Caitlin, and I am one of your flight attendants. Joanne and Heather, towards the back of the plane, will also be flying with you tonight." I eagerly spin my head and look down the aisle to find the other two attendants. I'm disappointed when I see the two middle aged women dressed in the same uniform. I was hoping for them to be as young as Caitlin.

I also see Mum and Dad, Lori and Shaun, and Alyssa and Darcy sitting down the aisle of the plane. I'm not really sure if it's a good or bad thing that there's this much distance between us. Blake and I could get into a lot of trouble by ourselves. But then again the presence of our parents has never stopped us from attacking each other before.

"Our first priority on every flight is safety." Caitlin says the rehearsed lines with a cheery smile. "So before we depart, I'll be giving a brief safety presentation." I scoot over in my seat so I have have a better view of her talking at the front of the plane.

"You're unbelievable." I hear Blake mutter in disgust beside me. I avert my eyes from Caitlin to Blake. She was as close to the window and as far away from me as she could possibly be. She looks between me and Caitlin in disgust. "She looks like she's in her mid 20's."

"And?"

"You're 17."

"And?"

"Isn't she a little old for you?"

"Imagine how funny it'll be once the whole school sees you with monkey shit down your face." I say. Blake doesn't respond, instead turns away to glare out the window. I smirk at my victory, and turns back to Caitlin, giving her my full attention.

If half the teachers at my school looked like Caitlin, I can confidently say that the low attendance levels of straight male students would instantly increase.

"Please remain seated with your seat belt securely fastened any time the seat belt sign is on. To fasten, insert the metal tip inside the buckle and adjust the strap so it's low and tight across your lap. To release the belt, just lift the top of the buckle. It's unlikely, but if the cabin pressure changes, the panels above your seat will open revealing oxygen masks." She explains while holding an oxygen mask. "If this happens, reach up and pull a mask towards you until the tube is fully extended. Place the mask over your nose and mouth. Slip the elastic strap over your head and adjust the mask if necessary. And breath normally." Caitlin does what she explains, putting the mask over her head for demonstration purposes. She pauses for a bit, allowing people to find the over head panels and look how she was wearing the mask. She scans over the people in the first few rows, but when I catch her eye she freezes.

I give her my famous smirk, and she blushes in return. She quickly pulls the mask off and pushes her hair behind her ear. She clears her throat before continuing.

"Now, um, before we take off be sure you're seat is up right, your arm rests are lowered, your tray table is put away, and all carry on items are properly and securely stored in the overhead bins.

As Joanne, Heather and myself come through the cabin for our final safety check, please let us know if you have any questions that were not answered in the presentation. Thank you." Caitlin finishes. She turns her microphone off before turning around.

I watch as she reaches up high to open an above compartment to put the microphone away. I bite the corner of my lip when I see her skirt rise up.

"Daymn." I mumble .

"You're repulsive." Blake tells me. I turn to see her struggling to put her seat belt on. I frown as I watch her buckle herself up, an idea coming to mind.

I smirk again as I snap my head back to the aisle to find Caitlin. It grows when I saw her already looking at me. I signal her to come over with my two fingers. This should be fun.

"How can I be of assistance?" She asks with a flirtatious smile. Her eyes were a captivating light grey freckled with bits of blue. Her face was clear and free from any blemishes. Her slightly red checks told me she liked what she saw before her.

"I'm having a little trouble doing up my seat belt. I was hoping you could help me." I say, making her smile grow and Blake scoff.

Caitlin doesn't hesitate to bend over me to grab my belt straps. She lightly brushes her fingers over the inside of my leg as she tightens the straps. Her chest was inches away from my face. She was giving me a clear view of her red lacy bra under her white blouse. Still grazing my leg, she slowly moves closer to my waist-closer to my manliness. Teasingly she just misses and easily clips in the buckle. She smoothly moves away and stands up straight. She winks at me before walking away.

This trip might not be too bad after all.

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Edited: 9/10/20

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