Meeting Montana
Written by: Kawaii-babi and MesserMontana4ever
Disclaimer: We do not own CSI: NY. If we did… Danny would have been on one or both of our beds several times, and Flack would always have his shirt off… and COOKIES WOULD TAKE OVER THE WORLD! Blame teenage hormones… RAGING TEENAGE HORMONES!
This is the first part in the Montana series… so ENJOY!
LINDSAY POV
Hi… I'm Lindsay Monroe, but friends call me Montana. I got the nickname because of the fact that my friends think that I am what Montana is all about… just because I was Little Miss Montana '84… Anywho… I'm standing here at an airport, watching my friends leave for Montana… Yup. I'm stuck in New York. Oh joy. We come here for a field trip (I'm in the jazz band, we saw jazz, all that jazz. I like jazz.) And all goes wrong. Everything was going well until I had to pee, so I told my friend, Penelope, to tell the teacher that I'd be a moment. Stupid of me. She was focusing on Tom. She has a MAJOR crush on Tom, and she was hanging on every word he said. Not that the topic was interesting. (Who would win in a fight: Batman or Superman?) But he is KIND of cute… he's just too dumb to notice the fact that she likes him. I had hoped that my other best friend, Keria Chantal, aka KC, was too busy with her foot. She was drawing a face on her ankle… She is kind of odd, but I love her. And then Clayton shot an orange at my head… Douche… To make matters worse, next plane doesn't leave for 17 hours! Oh well… I guess I should go back to the hotel and see if I can re-book my hotel room…
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