It's warm and bright this morning. The waves were perfect height to board, but I stared looking at the Hawaii Ocean longingly as my brother, Sean and I boarded a plane instead. The plane we boarded was long and wasn't very wide. There were two seats on the left and the right of the plane and a window following each. I got the window seat in row 21 seat B. I shuffled around as people around me were packing their carry along bags in the compartment ahead. As we sat down the plane started to move slowly out of the area.

Sean just turned 19 a week and half ago. I had gotten him and his girlfriend two plane tickets to anywhere in the Unites States, and after an argument the day after his birthday they broke up. He was so weakened by it, he told me we were moving. Moving, was such a strange word to me. I absolutely hated that word. So here we were, Christie Michelle and Sean Edwards traveling to La Push reservation in Washington where there was relatives of ours. There was Stacey and Casey, our twin cousins. They are both 22 and know a few people there. They bought us a small house near theirs. Casey didn't really like the idea of having to buy a house for his cousins, but Stacey was all over it. Completely different I tell you.

It was going to be a long plane ride. So, I tore on my headphones and played my favorite songs, over and over again. I stared out the window burning my eyes for a second, but all I saw was ocean. The waitress type girl was heading down the line for drink orders. Sean was reading.

"Hey, would you like something to drink?" I heard her say. I took my headphones off and nudged Sean.

" Yes, can I have some coffee?" She nodded at Sean and flirted with him.

"Excuse me!" I coughed, "I would like some sprite, Thank you!" I smirked at her and put my headphones back on and hummed to "Love Story." I heard Sean chuckle at my response and continued reading "Sure, We Have Problems" by an anonymous writer. It was a chicken soup type book for people who need help mending their heart back together. I though it was pathetic. I didn't tell him that, but wow. Over reaction much?

"Ma'm? Sir? Here's your coffee and your sprite." She said and we both placed them on our trays. "Bleeding Love" came on, on my iPod.

I've never had an accurate relationship with a guy. I dated a guy name Stevie once. He seemed nice, and after a few weeks, I found out he was cheating on three girls. One of which, was me. I was in love with romance novels. Wishing that I could meet one of the characters in the books, I soon found out all human males were jerks, occasionally so was your brother. I took a few sips of my sprite and fell into a deep sleep.


"Christie? You awake?" I heard my brother's voice. I opened my eyes to see the plane dark yet with most the lights on, light. My sprite was gone and was replaced by a tray filled with stale looking food. I bit into the chocolate brownie. I scrunched my face up. This stuff tasted horrible!


sorry i'm busy and can't post more! Nothing interesting so far! Sorry!