Nemain
I'm on the plane to Oklahoma know, and I'm real nervous and a bit panicky 'bout meeting my cousin Keith, guess it fits though, Nemain begin the Celtic goddess of panic and war, I have absolutely no idea what my parents were thinking when they named me.
Anyway, I'm flying to Oklahoma and staying with Keith till my parents and Marie come a few weeks later. They are coming later because it takes a real long time to load all that so called priceless crap my parents insist on buying. I guess when you make millions in the oil industry you gonna end up getting all kinds of useless expensive stuff or people look you funny.
I guess thats why people look at me funny sometimes. While my older sister Marie wears real fancy designer clothes, shoes and shades, wears real diamond earrings and never cursed in public. I on the other hand refused to were the ridiculously expensive designer clothes, shoes and shades, instead I wore jeans, old faded converse and a Chicago cubs hat. While she wore real expansive and fancy jewelry I wore flea-market earring, a small-army's worth of bracelets and my old dog-tag necklace with the words Freejailbirdwritten on it. While Marie was careful not to curse in public, I cursed like a drunken sailor when I was annoyed.
In a nutshell Marie tried to forget about the Marie that lived in the West side of New York, and I did my best to remain to stay the same Nemain that left the wild side.
I looked out the window and thought about today
My mom had woken me up at 6:00, thinking it was ten, and that I was going to miss my plane "COME ON NEMAIN, DONT JUST STAND THERE! YOUR GOING TO MISS THE FUCKING PLANE!" when my mom is worried she usually starts cursing " AY DIOS, QUE BURRA SOY! VAMOS, APURRATE!" She also starts yelling in Spanish.
"What the hell?" I asked looking at my alarm "Por dios,mom its six!" I yelled looking at my alarm "We have another two hour before we have to get up!" she looked at the alarm "Oh, well never mind, go to sleep" she said and left. I rolled my eyes, and went back to sleep.
Then at 8:00 she woke us up (Again) and we had breakfast, got ready, and by 9:30 I was ready to go "Come on Nemain get in the car!" my dad hollered from the car as I dragged my last suitcase to the car "We are going to be late!"
Luckily traffic was light and we got there on record time, which is an unheard of thing in New York.
Dad gave me some money, so when he drooped me off, I bought my self a muffin and started to daydream about my dream trip of the world.
We would start in London, visit Big Ben, the London eye Buckingham palace...
I sat there for a while, daydreaming about traveling all the world, Rome,BuenosAires,Jakarta.LastofallI'dvisitGreece,Icouldvisitthemuseums,theparthenon,learnabouttheGreekgods...
Just then the speakers crackled to life, whipping me out of Athens, Greece and back to the airport "IF YOU ARE PLANING RIDING THE EXPRESS PLANE FROM NEW YORK TO OKLAHOMA PLEASE GO TO TERMINAL 108" A loud voice of an overly peppy lady yelled
I quickly hurried over to that terminal and went to the lady at the desk.
"Well, hello there, how may I help you?" the lady behind the desk asked skeptically looking at my patched up jeans and my grey sweeter and I could immediately tell what she was thinking Whyisthiswest-sidechildtalkingtome?SHECAN'TAFFORDATICKET!ISSHEGOINGTOMUGME?WHATDOIDO!IMGOINGTODIEBYHERGUN!
Quiet an imagination we New Yorkers have.
Anyway, before the she had a conniption fit I showed her my ticket and asked her were I should bored the plane to Oklahoma
Looking relived she pointed me to an exit close by
"Just through there Hon" she said
I thanked her and entered the plane, walking slowly onto the plane.
A few minutes later the plane started and off we went to Oklahoma