Chapter 1

Vacation to Africa

The steady sound of fabric grazing a polished tile floor sounded down the hallway of the Johannesburg Airport. People stared as a group of women dragged their enraged companion across the floor from gate seven. "DAMMIT, WOULD YOU LET GO OF MY FUCKING SHIRT! YOU'RE STRETCHING OUT THE COLLAR!" she shouted. Her flailing hands waved about, grasping and tugging against her captors' hands from time to time. From left to right, Jodi, Kelsea, Brittany and Tina all kept hold of Tiffany's shirt. Tina gave her trademark peel of loud laughter at Tiffany's angry flailing. She thought Tiffany's situation was about as funny as death...which meant that this was hilarious.

"I can't believe you tackled a kid for taking your food!"

"Seriously!" Jodi an Kelsea both complained. This only made the situation worse, because Tina laughed hard at the recolection of Tiffany leaping out of her seat and ramming a thirteen-year-old child to the ground in an attempt to retrieve her stolen large box of cheddar flavored gold fish crackers. Tiffany glared at Sara and I like we were the ones who said it. "Well, that midget is old enough to know that stealing is bad!" she complained loudly, crossing her arms with an exaggerated humph.

Brittany chimed in, "Well, its not like you haven't stolen." Tiffany's glare suddnly catapulted flaming bombs of death in Brittany's direction, "You guys should know me enough by now to figure out that I DON'T GIVE A DAMN." she corrected, her words dripping acid.

"Oooh, buuuurrrrn." I stated plainly.

"Nice." Sara, added sarcasticly.

"Shut up, Bibanan." Tiffany retorted. Tiffany had taken to calling me by my internet name a long time ago. Lord knows why. Though thats not to say I minded it. It was based on a nickname that my Aunt gave me. And since then, it grew on me.

Jodi sighed. Kelsea looked ahead and saw that they were almost to the door. "Well, look at the bright side. We're almost out." That didn't lift Tiffany's spirits at all. "Bibanan, could you tell them to let me go?" Tiffany pleaded. I thought for a moment. Hm...entertainment or break the "arrested on a trip" streak? A few of the people who watched us had picked up their phones. One of them being an airport employee. This worried me. "Actually, you guys, I think you should let her go. I think one of our watchers called security." Tina nodded and let go of Tiffany's shirt, "Vivian's right. I saw an employee heading to the help desk."

The rest agreed and let go as well. Tiffany quickly stood up and calmly dusted herself off. She calmly looked at everyone in front of her for a moment, then..."If I wasn't tired and there was no possible threat of security coming, I would have beaten the SHIT out of you all until you died TEN TIMES OVER!" Tiffany spoke so fast the words were practically combining toward the end of the sentence. "But I'm feeling generous today, so I'll let you off with getting me a new shirt."