A Host Fanfiction:
Picking The Forbidden Fruit
Chapter 1
I threw my tickets at the women blocking the door and I charged down the long corridor towards where the plane was waiting for me.
"Please hurry up Miss and take your seat." The air hostess groaned at me as I took the steps, two at a time, and landed in my seat. I threw my small carry-on bag in the over head locker and pulled my laptop from my shoulder bag. I messaged my family, informing them that I was on the plane and would see them soon. I prepared myself for the long five hour ride and put on my headphones. I somehow found a little sleep, even with the little boy kicking the back of my seat.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we have arrived at your destination. Thank you for using the US airways. We hope to see you soon."
I woke with a start as the pilot announced that we had arrived, code for: get off of our plane, asap! I was almost the last person on board, so I grabbed my stuff and charged down the steps, two at a time. I grabbed my bag from the pile of luggage at the end of the small conveyer belt and ran outside onto the streets of New York. I hailed a cab and jumped inside, a man about my age tried to get in at the same time as I did. He wouldn't let me close the door on him.
"How about, we share the cab and I get you dinner?" he offered.
"How about I get the cab and you keep your dinner?" I offered and slammed the door in his surprised face. I told the cabbie my address and just slumped down in my seat, deep in thought.
I hadn't realised that we had arrived until the driver was yelling at me to "Get out of my f***ing car!" I threw him a tenner and jumped from the car with my small suitcase before he could drive off with it.
I took a deep breath and faced my parent's tiny cottage. I hadn't been there since the beginning of college and that was five years ago. I walked up the few porch steps and searched under the door mat for the small key that they still kept there.
"Hello? Is anyone home?" I called out, and automatic response. Of course someone was there, Sunny had texted me and said that she would be there when I got home. She came bounding down the stairs at full speed, I thought that she wouldn't stop and would run straight into me. Ah, my big sister Sunny, she was beautiful, smart and even thought she was the same height as me, she had a much better figure; next to her I was nothing, just a small stump of blonde curls.
"Wanda! Wanda, how are you?" She squealed at me. I just shrugged and went to hug her.
"Same as always," I murmured and she rolled her eyes at me.
"Well, it was great seeing you Sun, but I want to go unpack, okay?" She nodded. Really, all I wanted to do was lie on my bed and cry. I ran up the stairs and dropped my suitcase on the floor of my old bedroom. My room was so different, the walls were white not purple, and all of my stuff must have been moved to the garage, the only thing the same was that my bed and chest of drawers were still in the room. I threw myself on the bed and started to cry, all of the memories flooding back:
"Hi, I'm Burns. Who are you, beautiful?" He asked me, grinning. I was speechless.
"Um... I'm, uh... Wanda, Wanda Meyer. Are you following me?" I whispered .He was so handsome, with his blonde hair and his dark, scorching eyes, but I had seen him around about 5 times that day. Part of me didn't believe him, but I really wanted to.
"Unfortunately not, but if I had to stalk someone, it sure would be you beautiful." I blushed.
"Thank you. I think."
"Well Wanda, do you have a boyfriend?"I shook my head and he smiled. "Good, well, would you like to go out with me?"
"Yes, of course." I blushed again.
I was snapped out of my nightmare by a slight knocking on my door. "Can I come in?"
"Yeah." My voice was croaky.
Sunny edged in and came and sat on the end of my bed. I hadn't realised that I had been crying until Sunny wiped away a tear from my cheek, and that brought on a new wave of tears. She hugged me and let me cry into her chest, staining her shirt with salt water. Sometime while we were still hugging on my bed, my parents returned home from work.
When I was done blubbering, Sunny pulled me away from her body and examined me. I sniffed, feeling conscious of my hair in knots and my tear stained and red face. "So, what's wrong?"
"Um... I, um," I stuttered and my Mom suddenly burst through the door, pulling my Dad behind her. I let out a sigh of relief, and then almost bursting out in tears again as I realized the real reason that they were here. To interrogate me about Washington: they had no idea what had gone on there, and I wasn't in any hurry to tell them.
They came and sat on the edge of my bed, squashing us, and my dad placed his arm around my shoulders.
"Please can you just leave, I don't want to talk about it. I'll see you in the morning." I insisted as I shoved them all out of the door. I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Stepping in, I let the hot water run over my body, soothe my muscles and warm me up. I washed my hair, and then let the water rinse the bubbles from my body. I jumped out, gasping as the cold air hit my body and grabbed the white, fluffy towel from the edge of the bath, wrapping it around my body. I got ready for bed and fell asleep straight away, I was surprisingly tired.
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