Flight From Home : Arena New York Airlines
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'' Flight 2703 would be arriving in New York in two hours' time '' Michael looked out of the window,
his mind entrapped with thoughts buzzing in his head. Right beside him was his girlfriend, Michelle.
She's tall, blond , slim and curvy. Well, the ideal person as a girlfriend, just right the opposite of what
Mia was. Michelle was okay, she's gentle friendly but tend to be obsessive. She's French-German
Japanese. Speaks grammatically perfect French but not German with a strong Japanese accent
having grown up in Tokyo since she was three. Michael tried to avoid her talking about how great
New York was but instead concentrated his attention outside the plane. 5 years. It had been 5 long
years since he had actually been back in New York. He just couldn't accept the fact that he have
broken up with Mia. He tried to nurse his wounds by going out with several women but so far
Michelle was the longest steady girlfriend he had met. Michelle had took to calling herself, Mrs
Michelle Fleura – Kiyoko Moscovitz when being introduced to other people. How he dreaded that.
Michael took out his necklace, the snowflake necklace and ran his fingers across it , as if running his
fingers over every feature of Mia. Michael sighed and wondered how he was going to face Mia and
all but he decided that he will decide when time comes. '' Michael-kun? '' Michelle looked at him
suggestively, pointing at her chocolate sushi , '' Want some chocolate sushi? ''' Michael felt sick, and
declined keeping himself occupied in a gossip magazine. He turned the page and saw an article on
Mia, '' Princess In Love '' It pictured Mia with this guy, Van de Herman going out and holding hands.
It left a sickening feeling deep inside. Michelle looked at the article and frowned, '' Funny princess
huh? '' '' What?'' Michael was appalled, how dare she insult Mia that way. '' Look at her hair, it's not
going in the right way isn't it Michael-kun?''' Michael stared at the picture, true, the Yodal hair-like
style was gone but Mia's hairstyle was slightly short with curls. He thought she looked pretty cute.
He closed the magazine and felt that he had the need to eat the chocolate sushi, to devour himself
from any attention to Mia with the sickening taste.