Name - Kristen Pace

Age - 23

Facts - Charlie is her Brother.

:: Story::

I'm standing outside the airport waiting for my brother Charlie to show up. I kept glancing at my watch as it slowly turned from 10:00 to 10:30. I had about less than an hour before I had to board. Finally I see him crossing the street in front of the parking lot. The only thought that popped in my head at that moment was "did he walk here?" I shook that thought out of my head as he ran toward me.

"Sorry I'm late" he said as he reached me.

"Yeah, yeah come on" I said as I turned away from him and walked through the doors of the airport, he followed behind me. My brother and I get along sometimes but not all the time. Like we love each other in a 'your my brother/sister so I have to love you' kind of way but ever since he started doing ,well drugs we kind of haven't gotten along, I know that's it's all Liam's fault but when Charlie came back here and said he was going to be leaving I asked to come along and well here I am. I walked across airport over to the desk to get my boarding tickets, I stood behind two people and waited to hear someone say next.

"So why were you late?" I asked Charlie as I stood next to him holding my suitcase and carry-on bag

"My alarm clock just didn't go off" he said. I looked back at the desk still waiting to be called. I looked at Charlie out of the corner of my eye. He had to be lying to me again. Right as I was about to say something to him the lady at the desk said "Next". I closed my mouth and walked up to her and Charlie followed and rolled his one suitcase up to the desk then stood it up on the floor. He put his hands in his sweat jacket.

"Hello how may I help you?" The lady asked smiling. I nicely smiled back

"I need my boarding passes and we need to register our bags" I replied, Charlie just stood there

"Ok, may I see your flight tickets then?" She said as she typed something in the computer. I turned to Charlie.

"Get your ticket out" I said to him and proceeded to take mine out.

"I don't have one." He said

"What?" I asked shocked.

"I don't have mine" he said as if it was no big deal. I turned back to the lady and smiled.

"Um here's my ticket..." I started and handed her my ticket.

"But my brother here" I said nodding toward Charlie "doesn't have his, can you look in up in your computer?"

"Sure but I'm going to need an ID of some sort" the lady said. I looked over at Charlie and saw him reach into his back pocket. He, for some reason, jumped and quickly switch over to the next pocket. I looked at him weird for a second before he looked at me because then I quickly looked the other way.

"Here it is" I heard Charlie say and he handed her his ID of some sort.I just kept staring out at all the people running to catch they're flights or some people just happily walking out the doors of the airport. I turned back to the lady and took our boarding passes and gave her my bags. We went through security and all the other things we needed to do. Later on, we finally were just sitting in front of the gate waiting to be able to board. Of course we had about 10 minutes left but I had a feeling this was going to be very long 10 minutes. The 10 minutes came and went a lot slower then I had planned but finally I heard what I had wanted to hear for a long time

"Flight 815 to Los Angeles is now ready board at Gate 23" The lady over the loudspeaker said so we stood up and I grabbed my one carry on and walked over to Gate 23. I handed the nice young guy that was checking tickets my ticket and Charlie handed his over to the guy. We boarded the plane. I looked around and tried to find my seat. Charlie was in one of the single seats by the window. I was only one row behind him but on the other side. I took my bag off and put it in the compartment above the seat and sat down. I got comfortable, buckled up and looked around then looked over at my brother and he was just staring out the window not moving much. I'm not sure exactly how long I was staring but I snapped out of it when a girl in about her mid-20's bented down to my level.

"Excuse me, miss" I jumped and shook my head

"Oh sorry, yes?" I replied

"Would you like something to drink?" she asked standing back up

"Oh, um water's just fine" I replied and smiled at her as she nodded and walked away. I turned to face the other side of the plane and jumped again, when I turned my head my face was only inches away from a blonde haired male in about his early 30's. I felt my heart go about 100 times faster within those 10 seconds. I looked forward with my hand on my chest, trying to get my breathing back to normal.

"Did I scare you?" the man asked with a hint of smirk in his tone, finally my heart went back to normal and I looked at him.

"I must have fallen asleep or something because I don't remember you sitting down and I don't remember the plane taking off" I explained and looked back over on the other side of the plane and checked on Charlie. I then saw him looking around and pulling something small out of his pocket but before I could look anymore the guy next to me talked again

"Boyfriend of yours?" I looked back at the guy.

"No no no" I said smiling at him "he's my brother" I frowned a little when I said that as I looked back at Charlie but the thing he had in his hand wasnt there anymore, or at least I dont think it was. I looked back at the guy next to you.

"Nice eyes" he said referring to my hazel eyes.

"Thanks" I said. I opened my mouth to comment on something of his but then the plane started shaking a little.

"We're hitting a rough spot but we should-" but before the pilot could say anything else the plane started shaking a lot harder and the air masks fell down. I noticed some of the plane was falling off or apart. I grabbed the air mask put it on and before I could look around, something hard hit me on the head and I felt myself fall a little but everything blacked out after that. I woke up and felt soft stuff around me. My hand grabbed some of it and it felt like sand, I blinked a few times and heard moaning and groaning. I saw people standing up and sitting up and tons of burned plane pieces and even some suitcases. I grabbed my forehead which was killing me from the force of whatever fell on my head earlier. I noticed I had some scars on my legs and one side but nothing was bleeding too bad. I guess I was pretty lucky. I looked around trying to find Charlie but instead I spotted the guy from the plane walking around some of the bigger pieces of the plane. I tried to stand up but my one leg was all red and had a big cut in it. I just fell back down and looked at it a little more and tugged on a piece of my shirt trying to tear it but of course, it didn't work. I looked around really hoping to see my brother but instead I heard a loud noise and looked for it. Then I heard something blow up. I looked at a big part of the plane and some stuff that was on fire flew around and one piece landed 3 feet in front of me. As embarrassing it as it is, I was so stunned by the last few minutes that I just sat there, staring at it until water came out of nowhere and put the fire out. I looked up and saw the guy from the plane holding a mini bottle of water upside down over the piece of the plane, just smirking at me.

"Staring at stuff doesn't help anyone" he said then put the lid on the bottle. He then just walked away.