Disclaimer: I do not own McFly, nor do I own any of the Just My Luck characters. Like all those other people out there, I can only imagine that I own them. Syeah. Whatever.
It was not easy. It was definitely not easy to travel to the other side of the world without people who knew about that … other side of the world. It quite sucked actually. That was currently the thought that crossed the minds of four boys. Well… three boys, the fourth was staring or, more like, gaping or maybe even drooling, at one of the stewardesses walking through the aisle of the plane. The reason these three boys were currently thinking that it sucked, was that they might've booked the plane and a hotel in the center of the town they were headed too, but they had no idea how to get to the center, and they'd just discovered that Harry, the one drooling at the stewardess, had forgotten to change their pounds into dollars. Which was , to put it frank, incredibly stupid.
''So … what are we gonna do about this?'' asked one of the boys, one with straight, brown hair and stunning blue eyes, who would've been more stunning if he hadn't been glaring at Harry. One of the boys sitting next to him sighed, the other shrugged and started slurping at his drink again, something he'd somehow been doing the whole trip already. It was a miracle there was still some sort of substance inside the cup. It should've been empty by now.
''Dougie, stop that!'' came the irritated voice of the boy that had just sighed, one with light blond hair and brown eyes, that usually looked kind, but not right now. Right now there were bags under his eyes, and he looked tired and irritated all over. Not unlike the rest of them. The boy who'd been slurping, who was apparently called Dougie, grinned and stuck out his tongue at the other.
''No, dad, I will not 'stop that','' he said teasingly, turning his back to his friend and staring out of the window, still slurping hard on his drink. The blond boy was about to retort but one look from the one with the stunning blue eyes stopped him.
''Leave it Tom. It won't work, and it's not worth it'' he said, sighing as he leant back in his chair, resting his head against it and closing his eyes. He'd been trying to sleep for a long time, almost all of the flight, but he somehow found himself incapable of sleeping in a plane. Something that sucked as well. He was worried. Just like the blond one, Tom, was worried. Dougie didn't seem to care and Harry had left his seat to 'go to the loo', but he was probably chasing the stewardess around. Tom rolled his eyes at the thought. Stupid. He too sighed, looking around for his headphones and then plugging them in, trying to focus on the episode of 'Friends' that was currently playing. He chuckled at how silly it all was and nudged his brown-haired friend, who had finally started dozing of. The evil glare his friend sent at him threw him of, but Tom shrugged and pointed at the screen.
''Come on Dan, you've got to just watch this. It's hilarious.'' Dan, as he was apparently called, continued glaring at Tom for about five more minutes before turning to the screen and raising an eyebrow.
''Friends, Tom? Seriously, that episode is ancient. I've seen it at least ten times,'' Dan said, before continuing his glaring.
''Just hush Danny. Its fun and you know it,'' Tom said, waving his friend of and keeping his focus on the television screen. Dougie had, in the meantime, fallen asleep, and was now drooling on the window, whilst Harry was still nowhere to be seen. Suddenly the plane moved, and there was an unpleasant feeling in the stomach of all three of the boys when it lurched down a bit. The lights for the seatbelt sign blinked on, whilst the voice of the pilot suddenly filled the cabin.
''All passengers, please, do not worry. We're just experiencing a bit of turbulence. It will be over soon. Please return to your seat and put on your seatbelt. I repeat; this will be over soon. In fifteen minutes we'll start the landing. Thank you.'' And it was quiet, but only for a short moment, for then the voices of the people that were traveling with them started filling the cabin again. Tom had turned quite pale, grasping his chair with both hands and keeping his mouth firmly shut, even when Harry suddenly returned, looking a tad disheveled as he plunged back down on his seat and put his seatbelt on.
''Where'd you disappear of to?'' questioned Danny, raising an eyebrow at his friend with an amused sparkle in his eyes. Harry grinned innocently at his friend and shrugged, looking at Tom with a questioning look in his eyes.
''What's wrong with Tommy-boy?'' he asked, frowning and turning to look at Dougie first, though upon finding he was somehow still asleep, he turned to Danny, the look still plastered on his face. Danny rolled his eyes in an 'isn't it obvious' fashion and sighed.
''He's afraid of flying, 'member?'' he said tiredly, swatting at Harry before leaning back in his chair again. He was glad this flight was going to be over soon. He didn't mind flying, but he certainly wasn't all too fond of it either. The feeling in your stomach when you took of or landed was not pleasant at all, and it always made him feel sick. Sick as in … feeling like you're about to barf, yet not barfing. It was quite annoying, and he hated it. Though he didn't really think he was the only one who hated it, so he always stopped himself from complaining. Tom feared flying and would pretty much barf if when they landed, Danny was sure of it. He felt sorry for his mate. It was no secret Tom's immune system was a tad … weak at times.
About ten minutes later the pilot announced they were going to land. Danny nodded slightly and took a deep breath, glancing over at Tom and sending his friend a sympathetic smile. The landing went quite smooth, taking into consideration that there was still a slight turbulence and all. Tom even managed to keep his meal in his stomach, though that only lasted for a short period of time, seeing as he ran of to the toilets the minute they exited the plain and came back looking ghostly pale and saying he had a nasty taste in his mouth.
''Figures'' said Harry, earning him a glare from Tom and a hit in the head from Danny. Glaring at Danny in return and rubbing his head, he shrugged it off and made his way down to the baggage claim, Dougie following him quietly, the now empty can still in his hand, trying to slurp but finding that the can was indeed, empty. Danny hung back with Tom, making sure his mate was alright and deciding to bring the subject of the money up again.
''We really need dollars. If we don't get money, we won't be goin' anywhere, and I'm in no mood to sleep here at the airport'' he pointed out, waving his hand around him to indicate the airport. Tom nodded. Though he still wasn't feeling all too brilliant, he felt better after throwing up, something he'd always considered to be a bit weird. Throwing up making you feel better? Ehm … yeah right.
''I know Dan. Maybe there's an exchange thing here at the airport somewhere. Let's just ask after getting our suitcases.'' Danny nodded in agreement and followed Harry and Doug to the baggage claim, keeping an eye on Tom still. He usually wasn't like this. Granted, he cared for his friends, but usually Tom was the one that looked after everyone. But seeing as Tom was sick now, and Harry and Dougie just really weren't the types to look after someone in general (unless it was a really hot girl or something), he was the only one left to look after him. Not that he really minded looking after his mate of course.
''Guys, come on! We've got the bags already'' yelled Dougie suddenly, earning him some odd looks from people around him (coz he was yelling so loud) and a roll of the eye from Tom. Danny took his bag and Tom did the same, and the four boys started making their way towards the exit. They were glad the plain flight was over, seeing as it had been quite a long time. Dougie glanced at the clock, seeing it was 2 pm. Then he looked at his watch, finding that the time was completely wrong.
''Guys, there's something wrong with the clocks here'' he pointed out, looking curiously at his friends as they either groaned or rolled their eyes.
''Timedifference Dougie'' said Tom simply, looking at his own watch and adjusting the time. Danny followed his example, but Dougie just gaped at Tom and Harry shrugged, walking ahead of the rest. Tom suddenly spotted a little office up ahead that said 'EXCHANGE' in large, bold and black letters, and a smile lit his features. He pointed it out to Danny and after telling Dougie and Harry to keep an eye on the bags the two walked of towards the office.
''Hello, may I help you?'' said a woman, and both Tom and Danny instantly noticed her American accent. They grinned at each other before Tom turned back to the woman, who was wearing an airline suit and had braided, blond hair and one of those really white smiles that lots of people would kill for. He thought she looked cute. Danny agreed, he knew that, but neither of them said anything. She worked here, and was probably lots older than them. Besides; they needed money. There was no time for flirting.
''Yes, hello. My name is Tom Fletcher and we just arrived here. We're from England and that bozo over there,'' he pointed at Harry, ''forget to exchange our money. So now we're stuck in New York with nothing but pounds'' he explained, obviously slightly frustrated about the matter. The woman smiled kindly at him and typed something in on her computer.
''This is no problem sure. I can exchange it right here. It won't cost you a thing. How much money do you wish to exchange?'' she said kindly. Tom turned to Danny, who was currently reading the woman's name badge, finding out that her name was Rose. He smiled at her and turned to Tom, shrugging slightly.
''I say everything. Having pounds here won't do us any good. And we can always change it back to pounds when we get back or something'' he said, voicing his opinion. Tom nodded in agreement and handed her the envelope with money. Rose checked the envelope, still smiling, and then grabbed the money and put it in a machine. She typed in some commands whilst Tom and Danny watched in fascination, and two minutes later a bunch of dollar bills came rolling out of the machine. She put the dollar bills in the envelope, told them how much it was and then gave Tom the ticket that had rolled out of the machine as well, telling him to sign it. After doing so she handed him the money and waved them of, wishing them 'a pleasant stay' and telling them to 'keep safe' as if they were little kids. This somewhat annoyed Tom, but he managed to keep his mouth shut as he dragged Danny back to the others.
''And? Did it work? That girl was hot dude, why didn't you try anything?'' asked Harry exitedly, waggling his eyebrows as Rose when she glanced in their direction. Danny chuckled as the woman rolled her eyes, punching Harry in the arm.
''You don't have to hit on everything with two legs you know?'' he pointed out as he started dragging his suitcase outside, managing to grab hold of a taxi before that young couple that was cuddling all the time got to it. He waved the others over and they all piled inside the taxi, Tom taking the front seat and Danny, Dougie and Harry squashing themselves in the backseat.
''Where to?'' came the grumpy and bored voice of the taxidriver, a guy with a … Spanish accent? None of the boys could really pinpoint the guy's accent, but they didn't really care.
''Ehm … we've got an address here'' said Tom, handing the driver a note on which the address was scribbled in Danny's not-so-neat handwriting. But the driver could just make out the address and nodded, turning on the radio and then speeding of. Now it was really starting to down on the guys. They were really here. They were in New York City! Well, they were in New York and they were heading for the city. This was just so … surreal. They all kept looking out of the window, except Tom, who was having a discussion with the driver about the traffic in America and who was still amazed about how they drove on the wrong side of the road here. That was weird. All the way long the three boys in the back seat kept pointing outside, grinning and giggling like exited little girls and just being overall nervous and hyper. They were in New York. They were really there, and aside from the money problem their trip had went relatively well. This was sooo wicked cool.
A/N; Hey guys! Itsa me! Moons again. Anyway, I decided to write a McFly fanfic, about the movie Just My Luck, only sort of from their perspective. No idea about whether this has been tried before or not, but hey. Just lemme have my fun, kay? So yeah. They just arrived in NYC. The next chapter I'll probably introduce Jake to the story or something. We'll see. Hope you enjoyed it so far. Reviews are welcome : Oh and I know it's not very long. But I'll lengthen my chapters as the story progresses. This was just an intro xD