Chapter 2: Stealing and Seats

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"Remind me again, Freckles, HOW long have we been standing here?"

Kate sighed with exasperation. Sawyer was possibly the most annoying person she had ever met.

"For the FIFTH time, Sawyer, we've been standing here for FORTY-TWO minutes, and the line has only moved TWICE!" Kate said loudly.

"Yeah," Boone agreed. "I'm starting to think coffee wasn't a very good idea."

"Are you kidding me?" Sawyer said indignantly. "I'm standing in this line to get my coffee and I don't care if the plane leaves without me!"

"I wish it would," Kate muttered under her breath.

"What was that, Freckles?"

"Nothing, Sawyer." Kate grinned in his direction and rolled her eyes. "Love you!"

"I know you do," Sawyer said haughtily. "Everybody does."

"Yep," Kate said, still grinning. Boone looked at her in a weird way and they both started laughing silently.

"Last call for Flight 815!" the intercom crackled.

"Let's go, children!" the teacher yelled at the three in line for coffee. They quickly broke out of line and ran for the rest of the group, but not before Sawyer grabbed a steaming cup of coffee from a businessman.

"Hey kid, that's my coffee!" he yelled at the retreating back of Sawyer.

"Too bad!" Sawyer yelled back. To Kate and Boone he added- "I wonder why I didn't do that earlier!"

"You're gonna get arrested one day." Boone remarked dryly. Sawyer just graced him with his trademark 'Sawyer-smirk'.

The group quickly walked toward their flight gate, Sawyer sipping the steaming cup of coffee. When they arrived, he tossed it into a nearby trash can, they showed their tickets, and they boarded the plane.

"Hey," a short-haired guy walked up to Kate. "I heard we're sitting in first-class!"

"We'd better be," Shannon broke in. "After how much this boarding school cost? I'd sue if we weren't."

"I know you would," Kate said, and quickly walked away, the short-haired guy trailing after her. Shannon wasn't her favorite person to be with… And she honestly was hoping they wouldn't sit together, or even moderately near each other.

"I hope you sit next to me, Freckles," the syrupy-sweet tones of Sawyer registered in her brain.

"Go get a life, Sawyer," she said. He feigned a wounded look, but she just shook her head. "I'm in seat number A11."

"Aw, I'm in A9," he sounded genuinely disappointed to not have the opportunity to torment her for the extent of the trip.

"Hey Kate, I'm in A10, we get to sit next to each other!" Boone said, smiling.

Kate smiled back at him… This plane ride was getting better and better.


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