Chapter 4
-Cody's POV-
"Oww!" I exclaimed as I ran smack-dab into someone. She stepped on my foot! I turned around face to face with a girl.
I was speechless. I don't understand why. She wasn't the prettiest girl I've ever seen, but she was far from ugly.
But the only thing I could say was "excuse me?" Ugh! I sounded like a nine year old! What was this girl gonna think of me? This is a time where I wish that I was in invisible.
"Oh sorry" said the girl. She blushed. "Hey, aren't you Cody Markson?" She asked. Darn. She knew who I was.
"Yes"
The girl almost fainted. She blushed even harder, she looked like she was gonna jump up and scream. More or less, having a heart attack.
"Okay, okay" I said I hushed her down.
"Please return to your seats, we will be landing shortly" said the pilot.
"Oh, um, bye." Said the girl. She blushed again.
"Bye" I said, thankful that the ride was almost over.
-Cassie's POV-
I walked back to my chair.
"That took you long enough" said Joseph. I buckled my seatbelt.
"You'll NEVER believe who I ran into..." I started, but I was stopped by a violent pain in my ear. I threw my head back, hitting it on the head of the chair.
"Cassie?!" Joseph asked, shaking my arm. "Are you okay?" I began to whimper when mum turned her head from two seats down.
"Cassie, dear?!" She exclaimed. Another pop. I flung my hands to cover my left ear. I was on the verge of screaming.
"Cassie?!" Mum said. Oh, please stop talking. The noise hurts!
"Cassie?!" Ooh, ow! Mum, PLEASE! Another pop. My eyes started to water.
"Can you hear us?" Joseph asked. Oh, God. My ears were ringing like heck. I could not hear a thing.
"Cassie?!" Mum said. Another pop. My eyes almost burst from my head. They widened, I slumped in my chair. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I screamed.
No one could hear me because their ears were clogged from the landing process, but I screamed. That was a bad idea, because i swear, my ear burst. It popped, and my whole world went black.
-Cody's POV-
After we landed, I was last to get off. I looked around the middle-class cabin. It was empty. I was about to step into the hall that attached the plane to the airport, when I saw a girl. She was the girl that I stumbled into. Was she sleeping? Was she flying alone? I flung my backpack over my shoulder, and walked over to her row. I knelt down in the middle if the isle, and shook her arm.
"Hey, wake up" I whispered. She wouldn't. Oh, good god, I hope she's not dead! I picked her with her legs and head hanging over each of my arms and grabbed her red Jansport backpack from above. She seemed lifeless. I carried her off the plane. There were a bazillion cameras in my face.
"Cody! It's good to see you in the Big Apple, what were you doing in England?" Said one man.
"Is the article in Seventeen true?" Said Ryan Harvey.
"Who is this girl? Why are you carrying her? Is she your girlfriend?" Said another man. As a given, there were many cameras and microphones in my face. Why is it when I try to NOT get attention, I seem to get more than when I WANT attention? I shook my head and pushed through the reporters. I laid the girl on a line of benches. I put down her bag, and headed towards the next gate. Everyone followed. I sighed, but kept on moving.