I blinked as the Australian sun blinded me momentarily. I sighed, my last day here in Sydney and I'll be going home to more war and hate. It was fun while it lasted. I stepped away from the window of my hotel room and looked around to see if I had forgotten anything else. I picked up a few articles of clothing and placed them into my luggage bag. I was left with my own thoughts and my mind kept wandering back to the guy that I had met at a bar a few weeks ago. He was sweet and charming, blonde hair, said he belonged to a band dry ice or something of the other.

When I had first met him his smile captured me and wouldn't let go. We had a few drinks together and we exchanged hotel numbers. I was hoping this would be different, that he wouldn't be like Jason. But then a few weeks ago Charlie came to my room stoned out of his head asking for a drink and to mix it up with me. Disgusted I slammed the door and cried. He was just like Jason, stoned all the time and wanted nothing other than drugs and sex. That was one of the reasons I came to Australia was to escape all the hate and drugs back home. Later I found out he tried to hook up with my friend Kellyn who came with me to Australia. We vowed that if we saw him again we'd beat him to death. But deep down we probably still liked Charlie a little bit. Curse the people with good looks and charms!

I shook my head and zipped my luggage case up and headed out the door. It was four hours before my flight would leave but I thought I'd leave a bit earlier. I stopped at room number 204 and banged my hand against it. "Kellyn wake up, we are going to be late!." I yelled.

I heard shuffling and the door opened quickly. Kellyn stood their for a second looking me up and down. "The Flight isn't taking off for another four hours. What's the rush?"

"I hate airplanes, leaving and coming always stresses me out. And if I miss my flight I'll be gunned down by my family asking why I'm late. But I'm thinking at this point that won't matter and probably they won't care. Are you packed yet?" I said quickly.

She grinned at me and I groaned. Kellyn always waits until the last second to pack. She motioned me inside then turned away and went to the bathroom. She brushed her short red brown hair and applied a bit of makeup on. I tried not to scream and run around crazily instead I shuffled around and groaned impatiently. She came out of the bathroom with her "Charlie and the chocolate factory" wife beater shirt on and a pair of jeans. She looked nice, but me I could care less what I looked like at the moment.

"Are you ready?" I said.

"I have to pack remember?" she looked at me with her dark eyes intently and I looked away.

"Okay hurry please, and stop giving me the look!" I mumbled.

We both laughed as she ran across the room to pack. I went to help her when I noticed a slip of paper, half hidden underneath the bed. I pulled it out and looked at it. Scrawled on it was Charlie's name. I looked up at her and cleared my throat. She looked up at me from her luggage case. I flashed the piece of paper at her and she snatched it from me. "It's his autograph, he said he was in a band, I like their music. So I thought hey once in a life time chance to meet someone famous. So I got his autograph."

I got up and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Aw come on K. You are so for him! You love this guy to death don't you?"

She laughed and shook her head then stopped. "Well a little bit, I guess. Come on J. he is so damn hot! That was before I knew he was stoned beyond reasoning. Don't worry what's the chance we'll meet him again? Don't worry, I'd only date him if he was off the drugs man! It won't turn out to be another Jason season I promise. Just let me relish in the fact I got to meet someone from Driveshaft!"

I laughed at her and told her it was fine and promised her that I wouldn't get mad at her if she did go after him. But how likely was that going to happen? We packed up the rest of her things and headed down to the lobby. We turned in our keys and thanked them for their help. We headed out the door and waited for a cab to come pick us up. A cab pulled up and we put are things in the trunk then hopped in the back seat. We watched part of Sydney pass by as we got closer and closer to the airport. I checked my carry on bag to make sure I had everything and Kellyn just patted my hand and laughed at me.

"I can't help it, I can't leave anything behind!" I said

"Stop worrying will you? Nothings going to happen, you'll go back home and be able to move out in a few weeks and come live me! Where you'll cook and clean and be my urchin slave! mwhahah!" She grinned at me and I couldn't help but smile.

I tried to calm down, everything will be alright nothing bad will happen I kept thinking.

The airport was noisy and the queues for check-in were quiet long. I looked for our airline and noticed two short queues for our airline. I grabbed Kellyn's arm and told her to go toward where a few people stood around. We got behind a woman with dark hair and waited, and I tried not to tap my foot. When it was our turn I gave the woman our passports and luggage. She smiled and directed us to what gate we had to go to. I collected our stuff happy to have the luggage gone and walked off towards departures.

Kellyn sat filing her nails and I paced around the chairs in the gate room. I felt sick to my stomach and very panicky. I tried to calm down but it was no use. Kellyn would occasionally look up at me and shake her head. I finally sat next to her and she looked upI stared straight ahead for a minute before saying: "Something's not right K. Something's wrong."

"You sick?"

"No," I said "At least I don't think so, something's just wrong."

Kellyn leaned in real close to me and whispered "Are you afraid there's a bomb on the plane?"

I looked at her and she smiled at me. She laughed and I shook my head. "Don't say things like that K."

She laughed some more then fell silent " Your serious aren't you?"

I looked away from her I was about to open my mouth when the flight attendant spoke: "Ladies and Gentlemen Oceanic Air flight 815 will now be boarding. Can we please have the Envoy class come up first. All who have tickets for Envoy please come up. Thank you."

The minutes dragged on before our zones were called. We walked up to the desk and gave our needed information. The attendant smiled and motioned us forward and I walked through the gates. As we boarded the plane we met the pilot. He was few feet taller than me with dark hair. His voice was soft, nice and a little deep. "Tickets ladies?"

I showed him my ticket and he looked at me and smiled. "Ah your at the end of the plane. 41 B and 42 C okay?"

We nodded and walked off, as we past envoy a thought popped in my head. How lucky they are to get pampered throughout the flight while Kellyn and I are in the ass end of the plane flying for almost two days to get back to the states. Kellyn punched me in the back to move faster and I stumbled a little bit. A man with no hair smiled at me and I gave him a small smile. As we got to the last seats in the plane I groaned, my seat was next to the window! I hated the window.

"Do you want to switch?" I asked Kellyn.

She laughed at me and pushed me into my seat next to the window. I closed the window and buckled up trying to stay calm. Kellyn reached over me and opened the window flap. I batted her hand away and closed it again. "I hate being this high, I don't want to have to look out as well!" I hissed

Kellyn shrugged then reached over and pulled it up and stuck her tongue out at me. I was to stressed out to do anything so I just stared ahead as I got sicker to my stomach. Luckily if I had to go to the bathroom I only had to go through Kellyn. The engines whirred and clicked and I held onto my seat. Kellyn just poked fun at me and I growled at her. Soon we were off in the air and I started to relax. Kellyn and I dosed as the flight droned on. They were about to start the in flight movie when my eyes shot open. Something was wrong I could feel it.

I looked ahead of me above all the chairs but everything seemed okay. The engines whirred or whatever you wanted to call it. I looked at Kellyn who was fast asleep. Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone get up. I looked at him and felt a twinge. He seemed to familiar, but I couldn't see his face. But obviously he was causing a stir, I saw the flight attendants going back and forth to try and stop him.

I tried to see further but he disappeared. I grabbed my seatbelt to get out and go to the bathroom as a sudden wave a nausea hit me. But as I touched my belt the plane shook slightly, but it scared me enough to sit down again. I released my belt buckle and the plane shook a second time. I touched Kellyn's arm: "Hey K-..."

The plane dropped, I could feel it fall straight out of the sky, I was lifted from my seat. I screamed, the whole plane was screaming. People who weren't belted flew up and hit there backs on the ceiling. Sheer panic filled me I couldn't move. The plane shook violently, I could hear metal scraping against metal and the engines were screaming. Suddenly the middle half and front of the plane was gone. I saw sky and clouds as we descended faster than we should. The roar of the wind and screams filled my ears I couldn't think, couldn't see anymore. Blackness started to descend on me as my body was pushed into overdrive of the fear and screaming. I couldn't look to see if Kellyn was okay, all I could see was flying bodies and the oxygen masks. As I slipped into unconsciousness I heard something that was above all other noises. A roar, an intense roar that sent fresh fear ripping down my spine. I lost my breath and slipped away into blackness.