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Well, kirstencohen, if you call them trolleys, I'll call them that too. I read your story Palm Trees and I thought it was great! I liked the idea that Ryan was scared for flying, so I used it in this chapter too, I hope you don't mind...
"Just call us when you're in a gay bar again, okay?" Sandy laughed.
Everybody laughed with him, Ryan too, but he laughed on the wrong side of his mouth. He had heard a thousand jokes about a gay bar after they've been there. He wondered if they would ever stop joking about it.
They were at the airport and Sandy and Kirsten were saying goodbye to them.
"I mean it, if you get in trouble just call us. I'm the best lawyer around here," Sandy continued.
"Don't worry. If you get in court I promise we will find another lawyer for you guys."
"Kirsten!"
Sandy raised one of his eyebrows and Kirsten looked amused at him.
"I had to say that, else they will never call us."
"Mom, dad? I'm always glad to see how much you like each other, but we have to check in...now," Seth said.
Kirsten hugged Seth and Ryan. Sandy gave some pats at their shoulders and after that they left.
Ryan looked around him, he had no idea where you had to check in or how you should check in. It wsa the first time he was at an airport. He was really nervous of the thought going into an airplane. Why had he even booked this flight? He didn't want to fly, he had been too enthuisastic going to Canada with Marissa that he had forgotten that he had to go on an aircraft to get there.
Marissa seemed to know where to check in and Ryan followed her quickly. Seth wanted to follow them too, but he stopped when he saw Summer was standing still.
"Cohen, you can carry my bags," she orderd.
"Use a trolley, just like we do."
"No, chivalry returned from the dead and besides you don't want to fight with me, do you?"
Seth sighed and grabbed the bags out of her hands.
"Very nice, this manipulativing side of yours," he mumbled, while he put one of Summer's bags on his back and the other bags on his own luggage at his trolley.
Summer walked proud of herself next to him, but not for long. Seth made a wild turn with his trolley on purpose and some of Summer's bags dropped on the floor.
"You ass!" Summer yelled, while she walked to her bags on the floor to pick them up.
"We're not going to fight now, are we? I was just a bit clumsy. Maybe you should carry your own bags if you don't want anything to be broken."
"Fine, sweetheart," Summer grumbled when she went back to get a trolley.
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"Are you going to eat that?"
Ryan shook his head. He wasn't hungry, he had thought eating at this restaurant at the airport would take his mind of flying, but it didn't work.
"Are you scared of flying?" Marissa asked worried.
Ryan only gave a look as answer.
"What's the worst thing that could happen? That the plane is going to crash?" Marissa suggested.
"Maybe there will be a bomb on board," Summer added.
"Or even worse...the in-flight move is going to be Police Academy 6."
That last comment was Seth's.
"Thank you for making me feel better now," Ryan said with no appetite left at all, but he did take a small bite from his sandwich.
"You can sit next to him in the aircraft, Marissa. I don't think vomit will match with my shirt."
"Cohen, nothing matches with the shirts you wear," Summer said to Seth.
The three of them looked at Summer.
"What? That wasn't an insult, that was a fact."
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They went through security and Ryan was the last one to go through the metal detector. And of course it failed.
"What did I do?" Ryan asked concerned and looked with his eyes wide open at his friends.
They looked surprised back at him. Could you believe that guy? He could handle scuffles, a guy with a gun and even Julie Cooper, but now he freaked out because the sound of the metal detector. This oppurtunity was too good to not take advantage of.
"Oh my god. Ryan, what have you done?" Marissa said dramatically.
"I hope they don't hurt you too much, Chino."
"Remember we love you."
Ryan frowned at them and saw the security guard that was coming towards him. After the body search was done Ryan asked:
"That was all?"
"If you like it, I can do another body search," the security guard answered.
"No thanks," Ryan mumbled.
Ryan grabbed his hand luggage that had been through the x ray machine, while Seth, Summer and Marissa were laughing.
"Very funny. If one of you gets scared during this trip I'll take revenge," Ryan said to them.
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"Ryan, could you stop squeezing my hand? I would like to have some not broken bones in my hand left."
"Oh, sorry."
Ryan took his hand out of Marissa's hand. They were inside the airplane and it wouldn't take long anymore before they would lift off. The air hostess had already given a demonstration about what to do when there wasn't enough oxygen and how to put on a life jacket when the plane would get in touch with water. Ryan didn't feel better after hearing that and he was now nervously reading the folder in which the same instructions were as the stewardess just had said. The worst part he couldn't blame anyone, because he was the one who planned this. The no smoke lights went on and the the captain asked the stewardesses to take their seat.
Ryan closed his eyes, trying to think about something else and ignoring the sound of the aircraft.
"Look, Ryan. Look at how small everything is from here," Marissa said, looking out the window.
Ryan glanced at the window.
"Okay, I'm not going to look at that anymore."
Marissa smiled.
"You are really cute when you're scared."
"Good to know that one of us is enjoying this."
"I'm not the only one who's enjoying you," Marissa said and she looked at some other passengers.
Ryan did that too and noticed that some of the passengers had been watching him with a smile. This couldn't get any better.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"The happy couple finally found some peace," Marissa said, meaning Summer and Seth who were sleeping.
Summer had eaten the food with disgust, Seth had been looking amused at her while she was eating and they had managed not to argue.
"I still can't believe you told them not to fight for a whole week. That's mission impossible, the only way to do that is if they would shut up for a week. And maybe Summer can do that, but Seth?"
"I don't expect them to make it, but you have to admit it's fun to see them try."
"Well, I thinks it's getting a bit scary now they're calling each other sweetheart."
Marissa and Ryan were silent for a moment.
"Are you scared for the landing?"
"This thing is going to land too?"
You live in Canada, adamismine69? Maybe you can tell me some things that they could do...a weird museum, a disco...anything? ( Oh and update your story please!)
In next chapter they're going skiing, tell me who do you think should know how to ski best and who can't ski at all.
I'm sorry if it takes sometime before I update again, because I have to go to school again tomorrow.