Me: I KNOW! No more new fics—but my NASCAR musi wouldn't shut the hell up about this so BLAME THEM! Enjoy :D
"Alright—what the hell do you mean my flight directly from Las Vegas to Charlotte's been cancelled?" Tyra asked.
She was in front of a counter in an airport in Las Vegas, Nevada and she was about to snap because she just heard that her flight to Charlotte, North Carolina has been cancelled.
"I'm still trying to get the full details about it ma'am but that's all I know for the moment," The woman behind the counter said. "I'll tell you if anything suddenly changes,"
Tyra just groaned as she went back and sat on the chair that she was at before. She couldn't believe that she would be late for a job opportunity in Charlotte. What she meant was that she had to go to Charlotte because she was being offered a job from NASCAR team owner Jack Roush for her to possibly be a PA for one of their drivers she still doesn't know who and Tyra being the kind of girl she was, took that opportunity and ran with it now she has to go to his office in Charlotte, North Carolina to sign the contract and she'll be set.
Now the one problem is that she needs to get to Charlotte, North Carolina.
While deep in her thoughts, she didn't notice that her phone was vibrating in her pocket after a long vibration. She took out her phone and saw that her brother Kyle was trying to call her.
When she pressed 'Accept', Kyle instantly said, "Hey, are you on your way to Charlotte?"
"Unfortunately not, because I'm still stuck here in Vegas because for some reason my Charlotte flight's been cancelled," Tyra replied.
"Sis, you know you could've just asked either me or Kurt and we would have a jet sent to you, right?" Kyle asked.
Well before you jump to conclusions or something, yes, the 'Kyle' and 'Kurt' being referred to was Kyle and Kurt Bush, Tyra's older brothers who were surprisingly glad that she was going to be a part of NASCAR, and knowing she was going to be a PA for Roush Fenway Racing still had them happy—and obviously knowing if she was a part of either Joe Gibbs Racing or Penske Racing as their PA, they would just annoy her.
As a matter of fact, they're probably going to annoy her anyways, so what's the point really?
"Kyle, you know I don't like asking you or Kurt for stuff like that," Tyra pointed out.
"And you know that we don't care and we insist on doing so," Kyle said.
Just a year older than me and yet so fucking annoying Tyra thought before saying, "I'm going to ask for that when I'm freaking desperate,"
Kyle was silent before saying, "Are you?"
"Hey—I'm still sane in this stupid ass airport and haven't killed a soul yet, so…no," Tyra said.
Tyra looked up at the board thingy and saw that her flight haven't changed a bit. "Fuck," Tyra muttered. "Look I gotta go, I'll either call or text you when I need your guys' help," She said as she hung up.
Over more closer and farther away from Tyra…
Sitting in one of those waiting room chairs trying to figure out if any changes are going to happen to his Charlotte flight, Carl had basically nothing to do and he thought that he was about to go insane, that was, until she heard a girl talk on her phone. He wasn't trying to be nosy or anything but this happened to be a good thing happening to him since figuring out that his flight's been cancelled.
"Unfortunately not because I'm still stuck here in Vegas because for some reason my Charlotte flight's been cancelled," The girl said sounding a little bit frustrated.
Charlotte flight's been cancelled Carl thought in his head. She's probably on his Charlotte flight so at least he knew who would've been there.
"Kyle, you know I don't like asking you or Kurt for stuff like that" The girl said.
Kyle and Kurt? Carl said almost jumping to the conclusion that she was referring to the Bush brothers Kyle and Kurt but he doesn't know the girl that well either so he would keep his thoughts to himself as he was continuing to hear her end of the conversation.
"I'm going to ask for that when I'm freaking desperate" The girl said.
Alright so Kyle is offering something and this woman doesn't want it is what I'm getting at so far Carl said trying to get what the topic of the phone conversation that he was hearing.
"Hey—I'm still sane in this stupid ass airport and haven't killed a soul yet, so…no" The girl said and upon hearing that brought a slight laugh to Carl—at least the girl could be a little bit joking at times, or at least that's what he's seeing from the girl.
"Look I gotta go, I'll either call or text you when I need your guys' help," She finished as she hung up the phone conversation.
So what I just got out of that was that her flight to Charlotte's been cancelled and Kyle and possibly Kurt are wanting her to have them have a jet sent to her but she doesn't want it Carl said almost figuring out what the conversation was about, then he saw the girl got out of her seat and walked more closer to him but more farther from him at the same time thus not noticing him.
"This is just perfect," Tyra muttered as she was walking to some place to get her emotions in check and if she didn't well someone is getting the end result of a Tyra meltdown. She was leaning against the wall when her phone vibrated once again. She pulled it out of her jean pocket and saw that it was Jack was trying to reach her.
"Hello," Tyra said.
"Hello Miss Busch, how are you?" Jack asked.
"Pretty great Mr. Roush despite the fact that a flight from Las Vegas to Charlotte's been cancelled for some reason," Tyra said.
"Really?" Jack asked.
"Yeah, I don't even know why, so I might be late for that job thing," Tyra said.
"Nonsense, I'll have a jet fly in for you," Jack said.
"Mr. Roush there's no need for a possible employee—"
"Yes there is Miss Bush, and I have a great feeling about you being a part of my team, and it's the least I can do for you to manage to get here safetly,"
"Are you sure?" Tyra asked.
"Yes I'm sure," Jack said.
"Well alright," Tyra said.
"Perfect—expect it to be there in about 20 minutes or so," Jack said before hanging up.
"Weird," Tyra commented as she went back to where she was previously.