Hey! So this is my first fan fiction made. =DD I'm so excited! This is quite based on the 1990 version, seeing I understood that much more than the 1963 version. ^^ Reviews are appreciated no matter how criticizing, hurtful or mean they are. Enjoy!
Prologue
10,010… 10,011… 10,012…
I sighed, practically giving up on counting each second since we've departed from the airport. Surprised, I've even counted this far. Being in a plane for hours feels terrible since all you could do is sit in the same position, sleep in the same position, or eat in the same position.
I could feel my eyes getting heavier and heavier by the minute. I couldn't sleep. Why couldn't I sleep?
I looked at my left to see a man by the window seat, sleeping and snoring, his mouth open wide as saliva trickles down his mouth. Gross. Now that just answers the question to all the mystery why I couldn't sleep.
I wish I could just get off this plane and head over to my grandparents as fast as I could. I decided to push away the awful noise and closed my eyes that led me to drift into deep sleep until a baby cried and a mother who practically ignored her baby.
That does it!
Finally, I stood up and decided to ask the stewardess if I could change seats. Carefully fixing my now crumpled dress, I walked along the aisles until I bumped into a flight attendant.
"Miss, may I help you?" she asked with a warm smile.
I smiled back. "Um, yes. Actually, I was hoping if I could change seats? I'm not very comfortable with mine right now." I replied, hoping she would agree.
"Of course, we have vacant seats although they are nearly at the end of the rear cabin." She said.
"That's okay. Any seat will do." As long as I'm not near men and a crying baby, I'm fine with that. I added in my thoughts.
Slowly, she assisted me with my luggage and led me to the rear cabin. The rear cabin only had about 10 to 15 people which I was relieved at. I stretched with all my might to stop my butt from aching and sleeping muscles.
Finally, now at rest, I could close my eyes, sleep and wait for a few hours until I could see grandma and grandpa in London.
I opened my eyes, in shock of the loud crash and the feeling of the plane shaking. What is happening?
I looked around to see people screaming, panicking, some even dying. I was scared. I stood up, not knowing what to do, went to the over wing.
To my surprise, the plane was split into half. The cockpit, first class and ahead of the wing was gone.
I stood there, knowing there was no hope, closed my eyes the everything drifted into darkness.