Wow. I'm really happy I paid over $2,000 to go to Germany on a trip with a bunch of freaks I can't stand. Here's the deal; I've always wanted to go to Germany. I don't know, I'm interested in the culture and what not, blah blah blah. So my history class is going on a trip to Germany this Summer from July 15 to August 21. It's July 14. I don't know what I got myself into. There's four other kids going on the trip. Blake, who… I can't lie, I love the boy to death. As a brother though. He's my only hope. There's Megan, lord help me. If that girl tells me how awesome she did on her PSAT's one more time, I might cry. Who could forget good old Carly? She think she is all that and a pack of gum. Your basic pretty girl. Skinny mini, blonde as blonde can be, obnoxious. You know how it is. And lastly; Tim. Tim is the jock, the boy every girl wants, and the boy all the guys want to be. Him and Carly have been off and on for years, but lately Tim's been flirting with me. Jesus, help me. I'll be walking around Germany with these people going to "AMAZING HISTORIC LANDMARKS" for about a month. History? Come on! I just want to walk around on my own, you know? Get the vibe of it, go shopping, go to a show, maybe meet someone. But instead I'll be chaperoned by three elderly teachers. Yay. So it's now 11:00 PM and I still haven't packed. I leave for the airport in 3 hours. Nice.
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So I managed to get all packed, which is good. Now I'm sitting on the plane, next to Blake, waiting for take off. Finally, I heard the words chime over the intercom, "Passengers, please fasten your seatbelts. We'll be taking off in about two minutes." I let a sigh of relief escape my lips. Thank God. I thought. I just wanted to get there and get back as soon as possible. Needless to say…I crashed the second the plane took off. I didn't wake up until there was two hours left in the flight. It wasn't that bad.
"Tricia," I heard Blake's voice. "Here, I got you a water."
"Mm," I made a tired noise. I was pooped. "Thanks, man." I took the water and completely gulped it down. I guess I was more thirsty than I thought. Fifteen minutes later…nature was calling. I swear my bladder was going to explode.
"I'll be right back, I'm going to pee my pants," I said to Blake.
"Um..kay…" Blake said. I quickly got hope and hurried to the bathroom, watching my feet so I didn't fall…I'm a bit of a klutz. I got into the bathroom and peed for about seven years. I got up to wash my hands and looked in the mirror, I was a mess. My long dark brown hair was in a big knot on the top of my head and my eyeliner that shaped my hazel eyes had all smeared. Not to mention, my awesome blue sweatpants and white cami didn't cut it. Blake always yelled at me for wearing camis, he hates when I have major cleavage, freak. I took down my hair and shook it around a time or two and it looked somewhat normal. Just in loose curls. I then smeared my eyeliner from under my eyes and straightened out my clothes. I didn't look so alien like anymore. Accomplishment! I tried opening the door…figures. I hate these stupid plane doors. I gave it a really good push and it opened…but was quickly stopped by…oh shoot, please don't let that be a person's face.
"Ahh!" A tall, slender guy yelled.
"Crap," I mumbled. "Dude, I'm so sorry. I'm a major klutz. I couldn't get the door open. I'm really just so-," The moment I looked up I lost my breath. This man…was the most deranged, strangest looking, most beautiful person I have ever seen in my life. He was looking at me with bright eyes and a wide smile, while holding his lip.
"I'll be okay, don't worry about it," The guy said. It sounded like he had an accent. Was it German? Nah, maybe French? The hell if I know. I studied the boy. He couldn't be more than 18, maybe 19. He was taller than me, I'm 5'6". I'd say he's about 6'0". He had the most unique style. He had a beautiful, flawless, baby soft face, with a piercing on his perfectly shaped lip. He had gorgeous deep brown eyes. He wore baggy clothes and had his gold dreadlocks on top of his head. I finally managed to get out a word.
"Um..yeah, I'm really sorry," YOU ROCK GIRL. You said that already, idiot. Jesus.
"You said that already…" He said. Captain obvious.
I scurried by him, so unbelievably embarrassed. I sat down next to Blake and I guess he could see the shocked expression on my face.
"Uh…was it an interesting bathroom break, or…?" He asked looking at me like I was crazy.
"Um. I'm sorry, and you know I don't do this often. But I have to go girl on you for a second."
*Okay, so this is my first fanfic posted on here! I really love the story, and I hope you guys will too!
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-Tricia
