Chapter 5: The Journey Home
A/N: Wow, everyone really seems to like this. I'm glad. Not a single flame yet, and let's keep it that way, unless you find something you totally despise. The next chapter will have a little Kate/Ethan stuff, also some Gordo/Mrs. Ungermyer stuff. Oh, and I've been a planes so much, that I can't count! I know the sensation. In fact, I'm going to a trip to India in 10 days! So here's the long-awaited (okay, maybe not that long) chapter 5... Animated Lizzie: Why am I so nervous, why am I so nervous, somebody tell me why I'm so nervous?!
We were at the airport, and I was flipping out. I had no clue why I was nervous, but I obviously was. I was shaking. I licked my lips so many time I thought they were going to fall off. My teeth were chattering, my knees were shaking, and you know what?
I didn't know why.
"Lizzie, you look, I don't know, nervous or something."
I look at him with a face that said;
Animated Lizzie: It's about time you noticed!
"You're not scared of planes, are you?"
I shook my head. Over the last few hours, I had lost my voice. All because of apricots!
"You sure?"
I nodded.
"Well, what are we waiting for, let's go!"
I smiled weakly. My eyelids hurt.
He pushed my wheelchair into that little hallway thing, the thing that always freaks the guts out of me. There is this loud windy noise, and it is dead freezing. The walls are solid metal without any exceptions. It feels as if you are locked up in jail. And every few seconds you are scared about the whole thing collapsing. It echoed every word anyone said, and it felt like ghosts were haunting you for a spilt second.
But that's not what made me nervous.
As soon as Mrs. Ungermyer handed the flight attendant the tickets, I looked down. This was the freakiest part of a plane ride. There was this little space that connected the hallway and the plane. It was attached, but you could see a thin sliver of the ground below you. You were so up high that it was scary, just seeing through the tiny slot.
And yet that wasn't it, either.
Gordo wheeled me into the plane, with my parents behind me. The four of them helped me out of the wheelchair and into my seat next to Gordo. It was a wide plane, so there were two seats next to the window, three seats in the middle, and two seat on the other side. Gordo sat next to the window, and I sat next to him. My parents and Matt took up the three seats in the middle, and Kate and Ethan sat next to them.
My nervousness was still there.
Thank god I had remembered to wear a jacket, because the plane was freezing. It was bright, too, thanks to the florescent lights. In front of our seats were a mini television and a slide out food tray. There was a controller for our TV on the side of our armrest.
The flight attendant handed out headphones, and the boring safety video came on. I waited about twenty minutes, and then the seatbelt light was on, which was always a sign that we were going to liftoff soon.
And then we did. The plane felt like it was going straight upward, but it didn't bother me much. Gordo smiled at me as I chewed on my gum. I didn't know what was so interesting about me chomping like a horse, so I looked questioningly back at him.
"So, do you think anyone will call you Isabella back home?" He asked.
I shrugged.
"You know, I wish you'd say something. It feels like I'm talking to Lanny here."
"Hey!" I heard Matt exclaim.
"Sorry, sorry."
"Gordo." My croaked, whiney, whispery voice managed to say. I clutched my throat in pain.
"Yes?" he asked, turning towards me.
I just smiled.
He smiled back and hugged me.
I loved Gordo's smiled. His teeth were straight and white, even though he ate more junk food than the entire world combined. There were no gaps or spaces, just perfect rows of teeth. His lips curved slightly, and the looked so soft and smooth. His smile could make any girl melt. I could just imagine kissing his lips-
Wait. I already *had* kissed them. And they were just as amazing as I had thought. They felt like silk...
Animated Lizzie: Okay, I'm really freaking myself out. The things that can go through a girl's mind! What's happening to me!?
I shook the thought out of my head. I had kissed Gordo because I was really thankful, and I knew he liked me. It was a kiss out of pity and thanks. I hadn't kissed him because I wanted to feel the sensation, just to simply thank him. (A/N: Or was it???)
Soon, I got very tired. Knowing the most comfortable place to sleep, I rested my head on Gordo's shoulder. He seemed a little surprised at first, but gradually, he relaxed his head on mine, and I felt that tingly feeling again.
A/N: Wow, everyone really seems to like this. I'm glad. Not a single flame yet, and let's keep it that way, unless you find something you totally despise. The next chapter will have a little Kate/Ethan stuff, also some Gordo/Mrs. Ungermyer stuff. Oh, and I've been a planes so much, that I can't count! I know the sensation. In fact, I'm going to a trip to India in 10 days! So here's the long-awaited (okay, maybe not that long) chapter 5... Animated Lizzie: Why am I so nervous, why am I so nervous, somebody tell me why I'm so nervous?!
We were at the airport, and I was flipping out. I had no clue why I was nervous, but I obviously was. I was shaking. I licked my lips so many time I thought they were going to fall off. My teeth were chattering, my knees were shaking, and you know what?
I didn't know why.
"Lizzie, you look, I don't know, nervous or something."
I look at him with a face that said;
Animated Lizzie: It's about time you noticed!
"You're not scared of planes, are you?"
I shook my head. Over the last few hours, I had lost my voice. All because of apricots!
"You sure?"
I nodded.
"Well, what are we waiting for, let's go!"
I smiled weakly. My eyelids hurt.
He pushed my wheelchair into that little hallway thing, the thing that always freaks the guts out of me. There is this loud windy noise, and it is dead freezing. The walls are solid metal without any exceptions. It feels as if you are locked up in jail. And every few seconds you are scared about the whole thing collapsing. It echoed every word anyone said, and it felt like ghosts were haunting you for a spilt second.
But that's not what made me nervous.
As soon as Mrs. Ungermyer handed the flight attendant the tickets, I looked down. This was the freakiest part of a plane ride. There was this little space that connected the hallway and the plane. It was attached, but you could see a thin sliver of the ground below you. You were so up high that it was scary, just seeing through the tiny slot.
And yet that wasn't it, either.
Gordo wheeled me into the plane, with my parents behind me. The four of them helped me out of the wheelchair and into my seat next to Gordo. It was a wide plane, so there were two seats next to the window, three seats in the middle, and two seat on the other side. Gordo sat next to the window, and I sat next to him. My parents and Matt took up the three seats in the middle, and Kate and Ethan sat next to them.
My nervousness was still there.
Thank god I had remembered to wear a jacket, because the plane was freezing. It was bright, too, thanks to the florescent lights. In front of our seats were a mini television and a slide out food tray. There was a controller for our TV on the side of our armrest.
The flight attendant handed out headphones, and the boring safety video came on. I waited about twenty minutes, and then the seatbelt light was on, which was always a sign that we were going to liftoff soon.
And then we did. The plane felt like it was going straight upward, but it didn't bother me much. Gordo smiled at me as I chewed on my gum. I didn't know what was so interesting about me chomping like a horse, so I looked questioningly back at him.
"So, do you think anyone will call you Isabella back home?" He asked.
I shrugged.
"You know, I wish you'd say something. It feels like I'm talking to Lanny here."
"Hey!" I heard Matt exclaim.
"Sorry, sorry."
"Gordo." My croaked, whiney, whispery voice managed to say. I clutched my throat in pain.
"Yes?" he asked, turning towards me.
I just smiled.
He smiled back and hugged me.
I loved Gordo's smiled. His teeth were straight and white, even though he ate more junk food than the entire world combined. There were no gaps or spaces, just perfect rows of teeth. His lips curved slightly, and the looked so soft and smooth. His smile could make any girl melt. I could just imagine kissing his lips-
Wait. I already *had* kissed them. And they were just as amazing as I had thought. They felt like silk...
Animated Lizzie: Okay, I'm really freaking myself out. The things that can go through a girl's mind! What's happening to me!?
I shook the thought out of my head. I had kissed Gordo because I was really thankful, and I knew he liked me. It was a kiss out of pity and thanks. I hadn't kissed him because I wanted to feel the sensation, just to simply thank him. (A/N: Or was it???)
Soon, I got very tired. Knowing the most comfortable place to sleep, I rested my head on Gordo's shoulder. He seemed a little surprised at first, but gradually, he relaxed his head on mine, and I felt that tingly feeling again.