A/N: I thought I'd put 2 cahpters up together. Enjoy!
Chapter 2: Jumbo Jet
Alex boarded the British Airways jumbo jet safely and was nearly at Paris. He was idly watching the news which was commenting on how his favorite team Chelsea had just been relegated from the F.A cup after losing 9-0 at home. For the first time in a long time Alex smiled to himself. Alan Blunt may have finally given him a bit of peace and if he had chosen to remain back in London he wouldn't have even got to see his team play because they got themselves knocked out.
Then the Seatbelt lights flickered to life and the plane was about to land. The plane was about 1000 meters of the ground, when suddenly it began to jerk wildly, spinning of course. It was turning 180 degrees right and then left. Everything was all going wrong. Alex looked around; everyone was still in shock, holding on for dear life. The fat lady sitting next to Alex came tumbling at him, screaming into the boy's ear.
Alex had had a few piloting lessons, thanks to Ian Rider, but he ever flown anything this big. However it seemed to be his only hope. So he took of his seat belt and wished he had not agreed to this disaster holiday.
Alex stumbled to the front of the plane, cutting his torso on all the glass and first class plates. +
He entered the cockpit; he looked at the two pilots who seemed to be in shock and then at all the buttons. Which should I press Alex thought- the throttle or the engine ignition. Alex tried to remember what Fox had said to him when he was teaching Alex. Then it stuck Alex; you must slowly lower the throttle if the plane is out of control. Alex did just that, but they were low on fuel and he had lost the Airport.
This was when Alex heard a voice. It seemed to be very close and very far at the same time. Alex looked around, now desperate for help. That was when he saw an earpiece. He quickly picked it up and shouted into to it" Were the heck is the Airport."
The person on the other end replied" Turn a bearing of 67.22 degrees to the right altitude and then 0.22 degrees right and the Airport will be with in sight.
" I am a 14 year old boy, with a total of 2 years without school, make it simpler" Alex shouted back. He was now sweating right from his head to his feet.
" Ok, just travel forward and the turn about 45 degrees left. Alex did as he was told. He now had the plane in full control and was landing slowly. The plane slowly touched down on the runway. Alex quickly got out of the plane were a French man was waiting for him.
" Alex excellent work, that was just a test for a.." The man held out his hand and introduced himself. "Oh, sorry I am the head of the of the French M16 and I picked you to help me out on my latest mission. That was all just a test, the plane was not really going to crash; and all the passengers were from the M16. Yes; even the fat lady."
He had a stern but friendly voice. " Now are you ready? Come along now"
Alex was seething. He had half expected it. " Alan Blunt" was the last words Alex spoke as he left the airport.
A/N: Same goes. Please review:)
