(A/N) Hey guys. Well I'm bored, and I thought I could update this story once and for all. *Scary music plays*
Now please read!: I've added a new avatar to my profile, and it supposed to be a little girl with a purple-ish hoodie on right? Well it has a word in the front of it, and its blurry, and the first one that guesses the word in the reviews gets a hint ( turn on PM) about who will get a lemon for a future chapter. Hint for the hint: is a ten letter word.
Here it is: Enjoy!

~5:40am~

Nina POV

"Everyone please take your seats, and DON'T, PULL YOUR TRAY TABLES!" shouted a old, wrinkly guy into the aisle, at the sight of a fourth year old who slided the wing opened.

At hearing that, the kid closed the tray table with a pouty/angry face.

"Thank you and good day." Beep. The guy turned off and walked back to the piloting area.

I sighed as I shifted myself in my seat.

I didn't know what to think of all of this. Everytime I close my eyes, or even blink, I imagine Victor bursting through the airplane doors and we're busted.

Hey, that reminds me of something.

I pull my iPod cables and plug them into my ears and press play to the paused song.

Everytime I close my eyes, I see my name in shining lights. The song keeps on playing as I lean my head into Fabian comfortable shoulder.

I just feel the vibration from my seat as the plane speeds in the road.

I turn off my iPod and extend my hand for Fabian to hold.

As I stare at him grinning, he looks down, smiles, and takes it forcefully as the plane raises into the air.

Jerome POV

Oh god. It's raising.

Oh god, oh god oh god oh god.

I grip really really hard the seat's arm as I look out the window.

Why did I took a window seat?

Beep.

AH! WHAT WAS THAT!

Oh, just the light.

I let out a long sigh as I pull my head back, and stare out the window, looking down at my always home.

I feel a pushing feeling in my left shoulder.

Mara.

I lean the other way, wrapping my arm around Mara shoulders, and kissing her head.

I hope we don't die. I hope we won't die.

Amber POV

After about half of hour in the plane, I was surprised that nobody was screaming, or talking.

It was freaky.

Creepy.

I thought it would seem normal if I started an actual conversation with Mick, but, unfortunaly, I wanted to be like everyone else and I just shut up and look forward.

UGH! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE.

I did what that girl from USP did with her supposed crush.

Yeah that girl.

I hugged him. Really, really hard. In his right arm.

I felt his head turn into my direction, awkwardly.

After I let him go quickly, I pulled my pink shirt down, and stared forward again.

Ugh, I remember this part from USP. Now that I hugged him, he's going to ignore me from the rest of the day.

He did something I never thought that would happen.

He kissed me.

I just let him hold me into that comfortable seat, while gripping my shoulder lightly.

Wait, is this what happened in USP?

'No. I hugged him in the arm, and since then, I never spoke to him until the seventh grade. Sigh.' that girl in my mind said.

Beep.

At that moment, he pulled away and smiled sweetly at me.

I just chuckled.

WWVBD?

~6:10 am~

Patricia POV

Two hours to go.

Two fucking hours to go.

Oh no.

I was glad we could stand up our seats, because I had a bathroom emergency at that moment.

I pushed the bathroom doors as fast as I jumped out of my seat, and after I 'privatized' myself, I pulled my hair up, and bent down into the toilet seat and threw up right there.

Ugh. I forgot I get air sick.

Oh no. HERE COMES AGAIN!

I bent down a second time.

After I closed the seat, freshen up from my previous, uh, puke (A/N: I'm soo trying to use right words), I just stayed in that small rooms for a moment, just taking a breath from all does silent people.

If that crazy organization at that 'secret' state lets me, I'll name this flight 'Silent Plane' the next month. ::|

Ugh. Do I say that to much? Ugh?

Mara POV

At about seven forty, I fell asleep in middle of the movie in the plane 'Inception', just dreaming about, something, that I forgot. (A/N: You can see that I ran out of ideas, right?) But I felt a decreasing feeling in the plane, so I shot my eyes open to take a look around.

Oh god. THE PLANE IS FALLING.

I held Jerome's hand tight, not letting go.

He just held it back tight too.

Suddenly, the plane stopped falling, and started flying again.

Beep.

"I'm sorry, just some minor difficulties in the plane steering, please buckle up, we will begin our descent."

Ugh. Well that was scary.

I threw Jerome's hand into a side, of how mad I was at the pilot.

Ugh.

That's a funny word. Ugh.

Hehe, it's not even real.

Before I could say anything else, I heard Nina from the front seat.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT! WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TO GET GOOD PLANE SERVICE AROUND HERE! UGH!" finished Nina as the seven of us chuckled at her comment.

Haaa, this was going to be a hilarious trip. You know. If we don't die.

I sigh.

Mick POV (A/N: I think this is his first POV in the story right? Hooray!)

Beep.

At eight seven-teen in England, or ten seven-teen in Egypt, the plane already has landed in the gate.

After getting through the crowd and taking our bags, we exited the airport into the warm air of Egypt.

"Wow." Is the only thing that we manage to say.

I look down under my feet for no reason, and luckily, I found a little paper with scribbles in it:

Meet me at the coast of Alexandria, at 7 pm, and bring the money. -Joy :)

After reading the note, we all soon followed into the nearest transportation, and resumed our mission.

(A/N) So yeah. Joy is crazy. Mwahahaha. Heh, you can see how I'm tired. Anyway, please steer up at the little contest I formed at the top of the page, okay?
Yay, I think. Zzz.

Replies:

Dally2: soon enough? sorry for being late.

HouseOfAnubisGirlxFabiana:Adios! -Alex

izzi08: haha thanks, we latinos someday rule the world, lols.

Fabina4ever1: hehe, yah, Puerto Rico rules.

2theleftx2: yeah, and that's the last lemonade in a while. ::)