Thank you to iluvcsi4ever and crazypeoplearemypeople for reviewing. This chapter is about Amber so if you find it funny, that's great, if you don't, that's okay too. I didn't find this chapter that interesting myself, so it's okay if you don't like it...I promise the next chapter will be much better. (The next chapter is about CSI: NY.)

Chapter Thirteen: Disruptions

Flight from Newark International Airport to Miami International Airport

Amber closed her eyes and tried to think of the beaches in Florida. She couldn't stand her seat; the two guys sitting next to her wouldn't shut their mouths. She knew the flight wouldn't land until seven forty five, and right now it was only five fifty. There were only about two hours left, but she didn't know how much more she could take.

"In your face, I beat you again!" the guy sitting next to her exclaimed.

"No, I beat you, what are you talking about?" asked his friend, obviously younger than the guy sitting next to her.

She had had to deal with the two guys yelling about who had won their stupid PSP game. The flight attendant had to come over and tell them to be quiet a few times. Of course she didn't ask Amber if she wanted to change seats, she didn't even think twice about her. One time, she had come up and asked her, "Are you related to them?"

Amber had quickly replied, "No. I don't even know them."

And how could the flight attendant think she was related to those idiots? She was crazy to even think that Amber was related to them.

"I won," the guy said.

"No, if you could read, maybe you could see that my score is higher than yours!" exclaimed the guy's friend.

Amber was tired of this. She got up from her seat, not even checking to see if the seatbelt sign was off and yelled to the guy's friend, "Who cares about who won your stupid game! How about you two just read a magazine?"

"Um, miss," a voice said.

"What?" Amber questioned angrily, turning around to see it was the flight attendant.

"Could you please sit down? I've asked your friends to be quiet and now you're disturbing the passengers with your yelling."

"Well, you know what?" asked Amber. "I demand a change in seats. If not, I'll go march up to the pilot and make him turn this plane back around, into the direct path of the hurricane!"

The flight attendant shook her head. "Please sit down."

Amber glared at her and then sat down. Just one of the many idiots on this plane, she thought. The guy sitting next to her was staring at her. "What do you want?"

"Maybe you should take your anger out on the game," he said, handing her his PSP.

"Maybe you should go throw this stupid thing in the ocean when you get to Miami," said Amber.

"Just try the game," the guy insisted.

Amber looked at the guy and then said, "Fine, I'll try playing your stupid PSP game one time. Then, you better make sure you never talk to me again."