The Exchange Student

Chapter 2:The First Day

"Goodbye Paris, next stop, the United States of America! See you when I land in California." My mum said as she steps onto her jet; and with that, she was off to New York City. I stepped into my jet and I was on my way also except to Los Angeles instead.

I took my seat, putting in my AirPods and listening to music. Soon after I sat down, I felt the plane take off. I eventually fell asleep but soon after had a weird urge to wake up and look out the window, so that's what happened. As soon as I looked out of my window, I saw a jet crash into the mountains, flames following immediately after.

It took me a minute to process what I had just witnessed, but all the negative emotions flew through my mind when I did. I started to panic which alerted my pilot. He looked out the window and saw what I saw. He tried to calm me down but he was panicking too.

He also lost control and we crashed as well. My jet didn't burst into flames immediately, giving me a little time to try to get out. I got out just in time. As soon as I got a safe distance from the jet, it then erupted in flames killing my pilot and burning everything inside.

I dropped to my knees and screamed. What just happened? Why did I survive? Why did this happen? Why?

I looked back up at the plane. As I look up, I was in the plane but it wasn't on fire, at least not where I was. The cockpit was starting to catch fire. I tried to save my pilot by pulling him out. I ran into the cockpit and successfully pulled him out before he also caught on fire.

He looked at me weirdly before saying "Mary? James?" Why did he say the names of mum and her pilot? I looked behind me and saw why. They were right behind me. They were mumbling something that I couldn't make out. Then, their skin started to blister. The fire had started to spread and was burning them. They caught fire and then so did my pilot

Though they weren't dying, they weren't screaming in pain, they weren't reacting differently at all. They all stood next to each other and started to mumble something. Their words became more clear after a few times of saying it.

"This is your fault, you did this to us. Why Jonah, why?" They all said in sync.

I threw myself forward before examining my surroundings. I was in my bed, the sun was slowly rising behind my curtains. 'What was that?' I thought. I started to think about mum's plane crash. Now that I think about it, I'm not quite sure why she had to go to New York in the first place.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of my alarm going off. Looks like it's time to get ready. I get out of bed then walk to my bathroom so I can take a shower.

Once I am out of the shower, I grab clean clothes to wear. I put on a black v-neck shirt, a black hoodie, a pair of black ripped jeans, and my favorite black beanie, along with my black Doc Martens.

I walk out of my room and bump into Paige while in the hallway. She was carrying a small box when we collided causing her to drop it, the contents falling onto the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't see you there." I apologize as I bend down to help her pick up her belongings.

"Don't worry, I should have watched where I was going. It's my fault." She says. I grab one of the last things on the ground and look at it. It was a picture.

"Who are they?" I ask, looking at the picture of her, a guy, and another girl. She smiles slightly, but it's a genuine smile.

"They were two of my best friends. That's Mason, and that's Allison. I miss them so much." She says before a small frown makes its way to her face.

"What happened to them, if you don't mind me asking?" She grabbed the picture and put it back in her box.

"They were hit by a drunk driver a few years ago." She hesitantly says.