Chrissie stretched, yawning. "I need cheese, Monica. And I need it now." Monica shook her head.
"But you just had some at the airport!" She reminded her friend. "I don't think we have anymore. But I'll check." Monica dug through her carry-on bag, pushing aside rubber chickens, live frogs, and a pack of wriggling cockroaches. "Ah, well, look at that. We happen to have one bag left. Lucky you." She took out a bag of cheese puffs and handed it to Chris, who immediatly snapped to fall awakeness and began bouncing everywhere.
"Cheese cheese cheese!" She squealed, the cheese puffs flying out of the bag, and landing all over the ground. "Cheese cheese cheese!" She popped a puff in her mouth, and chewed contentedly.
A passing stewardess tapped Monica on the shoulder. "Um... excuse me miss, but your friend will have to calm down." She stated firmly. Monica's eyes grew wide and her face flushed with anger. She pushed herself up and into the stewardess' face.
"I THINK CHRISSIE HAS A RIGHT TO DO WHAT SHE WANTS!" She shouted. A voice from the back of the plane called out 'word, sister!', and Chrissie beamed with pride. "Besides, what are you gonna do, kick her out of the plane? We're thirty thousand feet in the air! Geez, I think someone needs to calm down! Man! You're making a scene!" She said disgustedly, sitting back down. Chrissie tapped her on the shoulder.
"We're only twenty five thousand feet up." She whispered into her ear. Monica's face faulted.
"Oh... oh, now I feel terrible. Stupid me." She said sadly. "I didn't know... oh, poor stewardess. I hope her mind will be ok." But deep down inside, Monica was humming a Spanish song. I don't know how it goes, so don't ask me.
"Attention all passengers." A voice crackled over the intercom, "PDX is 10 minutes away. We suggest that all riders named Monica and Christine stay put until security comes and escorts you off the plane." Monica grumbled, but this wasn't the first time airport personell have taken her into custody, if only briefly. Chrissie looked around.
"I wonder if Ashie is actually nice?" She asked Monica, who shrugged. "Do you think he brought Mellissa to with him to pick us up?" She asked.
"Probably so." She replied, staring out the window.
"Do you think Ashie's friends will like us?" Chrissie asked, expressing a few of her fears.
"If they're anything like Ashie, of course they will." Monica reassured her.
"I can't wait to meet them!" Chrisse suddenly exclaimed, leaping up and banging her head on the over head atmosphere control, accidently opening the oxygen mask. "Party hats!" She announced, and put one on her head.
"I can't wait to make Tyler eat the socks off of Ashie's nose!" Monica herself beamed with anticipation. "That'll be so much fun!" Chrissie squealed, then Monica, then they squealed in harmony.
I grunted. These fricken airport chairs were hard and lifeless. They should pad them, or cushion them, or take them out and replace them with coffee house beanbags. Anything was better than the plastic.
I sat at gate D6, waiting for Monica, Chrissie, Katy, and Rudy to arrive. I had received word last week that they were all moving up here, and I was bouncing around my room, too excited to sit still. But now, that light had gone out of me, mainly because I was hungry and their plane had been delayed 4 times, for a close-on-6-hour wait. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed, looking at Mellissa, who was sitting next to me, reading. I stuck out my lower lip and leaned my head on her shoulder.
"I'm bored. What page are you on?" I asked. She rested her head on mine, and smiled.
"I'm bored, too. 587." She replied. I put an arm around her shoulder and read along with her.
"Awe... he died." I said, grinning. She shoved me playfully.
"I havn't gotten there yet, you!" I laughed.
"Sorry, sweet." I looked out the window again, then jumped up, waving my arms around. "A plane! A plane! We're SAVED! Thank god..." I sank to my knees. "We're saved..." Then I stood up and waited by the gate as people started filing out. I waited and waited, then suddenly I remembered I had no idea what they looked like! I blinked, and looked around for some signal, some way to tell them who I was. I did the only thing that came to mind.
I looked around, made sure no one was looking, then stood on a chair, flapping my arms madly like a bird. "I SEE MONKEEEYYYS! I DOO!!!!" I shouted as loud as I could, then hopped down.
"Couch man!" A voice shouted from behind me. I turned, and all I had was a seconds notice before I was tackled and wrestled to the ground. Katy had found me. "Rah!" She shrieked, flipping her blonde hair back and grinning. She sat on my stomach, and I 'oof'ed. I grinned back.
"Can I stand up, now?" I asked. Katy shook her head, and I shrugged. "Whatever." Then she bounced up and grinned at Mellissa.
"Why, you must be Mellissa!" She stuck her hand out, and Mellissa accepted it graciously, and they shook. I tried to sit up, but Katy put a foot on my chest and pushed me back down. I laughed. "Ian has talked so much about you." She didn't stop shaking her hand, and grinned at Mellissa's pointed stare at me. "Haha don't worry, it was all good things. I've been wanting to meet you forever you seemed like such a nice person and I'm sorry I forgot to introduce myself my name is Katy and I'm Ashie's good friend!" I finally struggled up, and seperated their hands. It was hard work, Katy had a grip like a vise.
"Good, we're all caught up. Now can we get OUT of this wretched bloody airport?" I asked. Mellissa grinned and patted my cheek.
"Not yet, dear. I have yet to meet Monica, Chrissie, and Rudy." She said, and then looked thoughtful. "And we have yet to wait for Kat, am I right?" She said. I slapped my forehead.
"Oy... her plane is due here in an hour. Dammit, I don't want to BE here anymore!" But, I told them it was at gate E3 and we all started walking. Katy shoved me and Rudy forward.
"You two go walk ahead up there. We girls got to talk." She grinned. I shrugged and quickened my step, but not out of earshot. Rudy tapped me on the shoulder.
"I can still hear them." He said. I nodded, grinning.
"Me too." Rudy stared for a moment, then grinned.
"Oooh... I get it!" I shushed him.
"They're starting to talk."
Monica and Katy and Chrissie and Mellissa all clung together, talking and laughing. Katy asked the first question about Ian. "What's Ian like as a boyfriend?" She asked, excitedly. Mellissa laughed, blushing somewhat.
"He's really... wierd." Saying the first thing that came to her mind. Everyone laughed, stating how true that was. "But at the same time he's very sensitive. Not like, emotionally sensitive," she grinned at the prospect of Ian being emotionally hurt easily, "But caring. He knows how much he means to me, at least I hope he does... and I'm boring you guys." She said. Katy laughed.
"Naww, I like talking about Ian. It's fun." Monica and Chrissie were a little more detached than Katy. They had their heads together and were whispering fiercly.
"I don't like her." Chrissie mumbled.
"Me neither." Monica agreed. "She's too happy. She'll hurt Ian soon."
"I want to kill her."
"Now now, Chrissie. Didn't we agree not to kill her until we had reason to?"
"Yes... but I so bad want to kill her!"
"Fine fine. We need a plot though." Monica sighed. Chrissie tapped her nose and smiled.
"I've got it all in my brain. I think. Unless I forgot. I think I forgot. Dammitall." She grumped.
I stopped Rudy from walking into a pole for the fourth time, and turned him right. "The gate is here, Rudy. Good boy." He grinned, and sat down. I looked at my watch. "Kat's plane isn't due for 45 minutes. That gives us time to kill." Monica rolled her eyes.
"Thank you Captain obvious." She said.
"Bite me."
"What?"
"I said 'what do you want to do?'"
"Oh." Everyone stood in silence for a moment. This was the first time I really had a good chance to look at everyone.
Monica was tall, almost as tall as me. Her dark brown hair hung around her face in a delicate frame, setting off the hazel-green of her eyes. Her skin was fair, darker than mine, and smooth. Her legs were long, yet hidden under flared jeans. Her stance alone gave off an air of pride. But her eyes defied that pride with a twinkle of mischeviality, and her smile danced around her lips like she knew something I didn't. I made a mental note to watch out for her plans.
Chrissie was just as pretty, her light brown hair striped with red and blonde highlights. She was shorter than Mellissa, but not by much. Her own face was lightly tanned, and very beautiful. She looked insane. her eyes twinkled, and for once in my life I was truly afraid.
Katy stood, one arm on hips, staring at me intently. Her blonde hair somehow stirred in the absence of wind, and deep inside her soul I sense a great evil. The evil of... HEAVY METAL! Mentally I clung to my sanity as I tried not to sink to my knees in anguish.
Mellissa stood, a little detached from the rest of the girls, smiling sweetly at me. She was so beautiful, outshining even Monica and Chrissie. Her lovely blonde hair was pulled back now. She did that randomly, putting her hair into pony-ass things. Her smile made me forget the presence of evil in Katy, and I looked at Rudy.
Now, here was a fix. Rudy was tall. Kind of. A bit taller than Chrissie, making him even with Mellissa. I watched him sitting, bouncing his legs up and down and shifting his jet-black hair and head around, staring at everything. I made another mental note to get him a cat scan sometime soon. His eyes twinkled with some inside fire of excitement. Or something else, which I didn't want to think about right then. I looked at the group as a whole now.
"Aight, no one answered me. We have 45 minutes, and that's alot of time to kill." I shoved my hands into my pockets and stood there, as everyone stared blankly at me. Then Rudy blinked and raised his hand.
"Food?" He suggested. I blinked.
"Food? Food is for mortals. But very well, go get food. I will wait here." I sat down. Mellissa came over and tugged on my arm.
"Come on, you need to eat." she said. I tugged back.
"I need to wait for Kat. Besides, I can eat later." I replied. She let go, but shook her head.
"That's what you said a few days ago." She mumbled as she walked off after the rest of the people. I crossed my arms and stared out the window for a long time.
I looked up at the clock. It had been half an hour since they left for food. Where were they? I stared out the window again, and was aware of a commotion. I rushed to the window and looked out. A luggage transport was careening madly around the runway, and narrowly dodging in coming flights. I stared harder. Is that... Monica driving that thing? Naw... I thought. I sat back down and waited for them to come back.
And come back they did, 10 minutes later, Monica in hand cuffs. She had a crazed look in her eyes.
"Don't forget what you saw here today! Tell them my story! Tell them who I am!" And she was hauled off down the terminal. I scratched the back of my head and looked around.
"So... I think that's Kat's flight." I pointed out the window to a huge plane parked up against the gate thingy. I meandered over to the door and stood in wait. After a while I once again realized I didn't know what Kat looked like. I slapped my forehead, looking around again for some way to get her attention. And I knew just what to do.
I waited til the ticket-takers back was turned, and then I jumped on her shouting, "GIMME A PIGGYBACK RIDE!" as loud as I could. I then jumped off and stood by the chairs, smiling as Kat walked over to me.
She was kinda tall. Came up to my shoulder, slimmly pretty, with black hair that hung around her shoulders. Her smile danced around her lips as she walked over to me. She knew who I was.
"Ian-chan? Ian?" She asked me, in Japanese. I smiled.
"Hai. Yes." I responded. I loved talking Japanese.
"Yay! Yay!" She thrust her arms in the air. "O genki desu ka? How are you?"
"Watashi wa yoi desu. To anata? I am good. And you?"
"Yoi. Eh... doko wa Monica-chan? Good. Um... where is Monica?" She asked reluctantly.
"Feh. Kanojo wa... Feh. She is..." I was about to say, when Rudy tapped my shoulder. He pulled my by my coat a bit away.
"Erm... Kat and Chrissie are plotting to something." He whispered. I looked over at the two, who had their heads together and were whispering fervently several yards away. The light went out in my eyes.
"Let them try." I whispered back. Then to the group: "Aight, let's get out of here." I hearded everyone out.
"But... I need to get my bag!" Katy stammered
"YOU CAN GET IT LATER!!" I snapped.
end chapter 1- And so they arrive