I slowly open one eye, only to clench it shut again. The height is sickening and I wonder, for the hundredth time, why I even set foot on one of these metal death-birds when I had the choice.
There's a girl next to me, but I hadn't noticed until now. I was too busy trying not to lose my lunch. Turning away from the window, I fully open my eyes and they travel from her oxygen tank and beat up sneakers to the tube under her nose, her short, dark blonde hair, and finally come to rest on her piercing blue eyes. A stabbing sensation tears through me like I just stuck a fork in an electrical outlet. I look down at the blue and navy pattern of the floor.
"You look much better when you aren't thinking about puking."
Then it hits me. The pain comes back, surging through my veins stronger than before. My heart thuds inside my chest.
I know why being around her hurts so much.
She reminds me of Tris.