It was a cold windy day in the beautiful bright city of Chicago where anything could happen. Winston walked into the O'hare was wearing a dark green jacket that looked like it was not good enough to keep him warm in this time of year and had a small carry-on backpack. After getting his luggage checked, going through security,and grabbing a bite to eat he finally sat down in the seating area of his terminal. Time went pass. It felt like forever. Finally, the announcer called for all people going to New York to line up. Winston made his way in the line,but it already got crowded by the time he got there. When he got to the front a short, blond haired lady asked him for his ticket. Reaching through his pocket removing the ticket.
"Now I know that you've never seen a fine black man such as myself get on a plane,but let me tell you something when you got money like me, Baby you best to believe I'm the man." Winston said with too much pride. The lady looked up at him with a dull face and started shaking her head. Winston took that as offense.
"Oh I see you can't be happy for a brotha".
"Sir, your flying coach. It's nothing to get excited over." She gave him a smug look after she ranged the ticket. " Thank you sir for choosing O'hare as your #1 airport service." As Winston started walking he turned and said " No It is me who should be thanking you, because I could have chose SouthWest."
"Um sir, I think you mean MidWay airport because SouthWest is an airline. Now if you don't mind I have other people to tend to". Then she snapped her head around to attend to the next passenger. Winston turned on his heels and walked down the ramp. When he got into the plane a flight attendant lead him to his seat. There his sat next to the the window seat. He put his bag into in between his legs. Scrabbling in his bag and pulling out a pair of headphones and his phone. He raised the windshield and looked out of it. clearing his mind on what his next move would be in "The Big Apple".
"Wait, wait,wait. I'm here don't close the gate." A woman called as she was making her way towards the gate. Her hair was all over the place. She was breathing hard and looked very disheveled. Taking the ticket out of her purse and handing it to the lady.
"Well it's not like we were waiting for you." the lady said under her breath,but loud enough for the woman to here. "Excuse me, did you want to be more clear." with a more heavier tone. The lady scanned the ticket and waved her towards the ramp. The woman made her way on the plane. One of the flight attendant guided her towards her seat. When she got there someone was already in her row. she thanked the flight attendant and scooted into the seat right next to the man.
He felt someone brush a hand on his thigh,so he turned his head from the window to pay his full attention next to him. "Oh I'm so sorry; just trying to get seated." she said while getting comfortable in her seat. Winston took of his headphone out slowly placing them on his lap. He started at the her. She was a brunette, with dark peach skin, beautiful hazel green eyes, and small freckles on her face. She hadn't noticed him staring at her. The pilot came on the intercom and announced that they were about to depart knocking Winston right out of his gaze." Ok everyone welcome to SouthWest Airlines where we blah,blah,blah. I don't think you guys really care what I have to say, man I don't even care what I have to say. My wife said she's leaving me, I'm going broke. *crying* I don't know what to do anymore. What is the meaning flying If you can't go anywhere?"
The entire plane got silent and everyone was looking around with puzzled faces. Winston turned towards the woman who was as just confused as everyone else on that plane. "I guess someone Is having a really bad day" Winston remarked. "Bad day? This guy shouldn't evencontrol this plane in the state he's in." she commented back. He let a soft giggle escape him lips.
The plane was finally in the air and people were now allowed to get up. Winston unbuckled his seat,and spread his leg to get the feel of his manliness. His knee hit the woman next to him. "Oh I'm sorry,I just got in my zone for a second." Winston said.
" No need to apologize. You're a man, that's what they do; get comfortable."
"At least you understand. You don't get many days to do this."
"Thanks for reminding me, because I think I forget to have some me- time once in a while... Ok all the while."
A small crack appeared on his face. He was enjoying her company. "Um my name is Winston, Winston Bishop." he said sliding his hand to her.
"Well, my name is Ann Perkins,nice to meet you Winston." taking his hand and shaking it. The handshake was quick and the both let go putting their hand to their side. No one said a thing until Ann finally broke the silence. "Soooo where are you from?" a little curious. He turned towards her."I'm from 'The Windy City',Chi-Town,Second City,The Big Onion, Heart of America." Using a deep voice. Ann looked at him with a smirk on her face. Winston closed his eyes and put a hand over his face feeling like a complete fool. " I'm from Chicago and you?'
"I'm from a small little town called Pawnee, Indiana. Not much going on around there."
"Ohhh, you're like them country girls,milk cows, feed the chicken and sheep, and can't hang out with boys or Pa will kill em dead." Winston teased with a southern accent. Ann lightly smacked his arm and started laughing at his silliness. "Nope. That is not me at all a hundred percent that is not me." still laughing. "So why did you leave to come to New York?" asked Winston.
" I got a new job and I really did need to get out of there. Staying in one place most of your life is pretty Borinnng." with a lazy tone.
Winston enjoyed talking to someone instead of listening to a bunch of sad Soul Train music. They were almost talking for an hour now, and the felt like they could go on, and on,and on,and on, well you get the point. "Why did you decide to leave California, Winston?" Ann asked.
"My friend Schmidt, The Douche-Bag I was telling you about got a job opportunity in Florida and my other friends Nick and Jess got married and moved out. Basically the whole loft was mine." Ann looked at him with a frown and rubbed his hand. "Awww it's ok, people do that all the time. They make big steps in their life and move on, but I'm sure they love you Winston. People in my life moved on…..not ready because I moved on, see I'm on this plane right not,moving on. Now that I think of it Jerry moved on because he quit,but he still visited and-." She stopped herself noticing that she was talking too fast. "I'm sorry I can talk a lot." she said quietly.
" Naw it's ok, I can get excited at times too." trying to make her feel better. The Captain came on the intercom once again " Yeah someone just took my burrito. *ugly crying* What else are you going take from me, the wheel". The entire plane full of passenger started shouting "no" and "don't do it man".
"For goodness sake come down people, we will be landing shortly. Now buckle up." said the other pilot.
The planes wheels screeched across the pavement of the ground below them. Everyone seemed relieved and ready to get off that plane. It had finally reached the terminal and people were already unbuckled. "That was some ride right." Ann joked.
"Yeah it was." Winston added.
Getting off the plane everyone went their separate ways."Here's my number if you ever want to meet up and talk or just hang out. I really liked talking to 're really funny". She gave him a slip a paper.
"And It was nice talking to you. Well, I guess we'll meet again." He said with a wide smile.
She turned her heels and walked away. Ann turned around one more time to wave and she was off."Winston, you did it again" he thought. He walked the opposite way. "Yup Mojo Man still got it goin' on." he whispered silently to himself before disappearing into the crowd.