CH2! OVER THE NEXT FEW CH'S (ONLY IF U LIKE THE FIC) I WILL TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED 8 YEARS AGO, MAYBE BIT BY BIT BUT MOST LIKELY A FLASHBACK OR SOME SORT OF CONVERSATION. THIS CH WILL BE LONGER THAN THE LAST. THERE WILL BE QUITE ABIT OF SCENE SETTING JUST TO MAKE THINGS CLEAR REALLY! PLEASE REVIEW!! QUICK NOTE HERE GUYS NORMA ITALICS- MARTINS THOUGHT, BOLDED ITALICS RUTHIES THOUGHTS.
Ruthie arrived at the airport at 3:45, the flight was scheduled to take off at 5:30, she made her way to her airline's check in desk, to give in her suitcase. She began to walk to the airline suite, the heels on her shoes making a sound with every step she took, to go through the normal rules and regulations and to clarify her role on the flight. She was delighted to hear that her best friend- Rachel was also an attending as a hostess on her flight. They began to board the plane preparing for when the passengers arrived.
Meanwhile Martin had just entered Heathrow, an airport which has always intimidated him, once he had checked in and had passed passport control to over head announcer called his flight to begin boarding at gate 92.
As the passengers began to board the plane Rachel spotted a tall and very handsome young man, almost too handsome "Ruthie, I think I've seen what has to be the hottest guy I have ever laid my eyes on." Ruthie turned around watching the passengers take their seats.
"Where?"
"Row 14 seat D" Ruthie counted down the rows from the front to help her identify this so called 'perfect man' as she finally got to row 14 with her eyes, she almost stopped dead in her tracks
"No, no, no, no, no" she kept repeating whilst shaking her head
"God women you must be blind if you don't think he's hot!!"
"It's not that"
"Okay… then what is it"
"I know him."
Rachel's jaw dropped "Introduce me!! Please please Pleaseee!"
Ruthie closed her eyes before continuing "Remember I told you about that guy who broke my heart?"
"Oh, you mean that err what's his name… Martin Brewer?"
"Yeah- well that's him."
"Oh Ruthie" Rachel put her hand on her shoulder for support
"Well this is going to be an interesting nine hours…"
Martin fastened his seat belt and buried his head in the head rest, he had requested a window seat yet instead received an inside row one, he heard the planes engine begin and the announcer begin talking.
"Welcome to First choice airways, this is flight E4RH from London Heathrow to Glenoake, California. The duration of this flight is approximately 9 hours, meaning you will arrive in California 7:30 their time. On board today we have our 4 hostess's and myself: Rachel Abraham, Sarah Mason, Gabriella Clark and myself Ruthie Camden, Please do not hesitate to ask any of us if you have any problems. I would now ask for your attention as we run through the safety rules, Thank you and I hope you have an enjoyable flight with us today."
What?! Did she just say RUTHIE CAMDEN? No. it can't be her there has to be more than one Ruthie Camden right? Oh my... Ruthie hung up the announcer and began to walk down the aisle to the middle rows, which happened to be Martin's row he watched nervously as she approached his row, as the safety video was running Ruthie along with the other Hostess's were pointing towards the exits. Martin closed his eyes shut yep. That's her alright, the same preachers daughter Ruthie Camden, wow has she changed, she's gotten taller, but that may have something to do with her 4 inch heels, all I can say is wow. Ruthie's curly locks were shoulder length, her uniform a burgundy blazer with a matching A-line skirt, a white blouse and Burgundy heels, which complimented her complexion perfectly Stay focused Ruthie, its only Martin Brewer, and he's only a guy. It's not like he broke your heart or anything. Oh wait that's right he did, into a million pieces. He hasn't changed a bit still as hot as ever. What am I talking about!? I hate this guy he ruined my perspective of love. She returned to the front of the craft where she took her seat ready for take off.
Once the plane was off the ground and travelling over the English Channel, Ruthie began to work, as head hostess it was her duty to assure that all passengers were content and received their meals and beverages. As she got nearer and nearer to row 14 with her food cart her heart began to pound, her hands became sweaty and nausea overwhelmed her, she had to do her job, Martin Brewer couldn't stop her, even if she didn't want to, there's nowhere to hide on an aircraft 36,000 feet in the air.
Martin kept had his head in his hands, still in shock with his current situation, his thoughts were interrupted by two words from a voice so familiar to him.
"Drink's sir?" He looked up to see her face, she plastered on a fake smile, he smiled meekly back and whispered
"Hi Ruthie" she closed her eyes and replied "Hi Martin."
"It's been a while hasn't it?"
"Yeah, Drink?"
"Just Coffee"
"But you're not a coffee drinker?"
"With my job I have to be, I'm a lawyer."
"Oh right." She poured him a cup of coffee and began to push her food cart to the next row
"Wait, Ruthie." She turned towards him, but this time forgetting to put on her fake smile, her expression was full of hurt, anxiety and sadness "Yeah?"
"Nice to see you again." She nodded and continued to walk away.
THERE IS CH2 WILL ANYTHING HAPPEN ON THE REST OF THE FLIGHT, WILL IT LAND AND THEY WILL NEVER SEE EACHOTHER AGAIN? OR WILL I BE NICE AND EVENTUALLY HOOK THEM UP? WHAT HAPPENED 8 YEARS AGO? WELL I TELL YOU SOMETHING ITS DEFF REVEALED BY EITHER BEFORE OR IN CH4.,
