The Outsiders Meet Katrina

Part 1

Traveling

Disclaimer: Usual applies. The only character I own is Alyssa.

TWO BIT

I love flying! I gotta say it! It's so much fun. I always wonder, that if I ever get reincarnated, I'll come back as some sort of bird.

Steve was sitting beside me during the flight and he loves flying too. We kept looking out the window and making all kinds of noise. We were so loud at one point, that the old people sitting in front of us, turned around and stared at us. We quieted down, and we saw Darry glaring at us. If you know Darry, that's not a pretty picture to get him glaring at you.

There was nothing else to do though. Soda and Alyssa were sucking face…again, and Pony had his nose stuck in a book, needless to say, Darry was out of the question for entertainment.

I wanted to do something exciting, but I knew we weren't allowed to get out of our seats.

I was still thinking on it when the stewardess came by with the food cart. Me and Steve each bought a chocolate bar and a can of pop. They had straws too, the cool, bendy kind. I love those, so does Steve.

I drank the pop and ate the bar in about two minutes, and then, I was bored again. So was Steve. He kept fidgeting next to me.

"This plane needs music." I said.

Steve nodded. "Yeah, but I bet it would have to be classical or something, because if it were anything else, the old people would surely complain."

I shook my head. "That's what I don't get. Half of them couldn't hear it anyway."

Steve laughed loudly. Darry gave us another look.

"Find something quiet to do." He said, sternly.

I looked around at Pony, who was so absorbed in the book, that the plane could've gone down, and he wouldn't have budged.

"Hey Pony. What're you reading?" I asked. I really wasn't interested, but I needed someone to talk to.

He didn't even look up. "A book." He said.

I groaned. "Thanks for clearing that up, because you know, I never could've figured that out by myself."

Pony didn't answer.

I decided to try and separate Soda and Alyssa.

"Hey guys." I said across the isle.

They didn't answer. But, Steve had it under control. He took as wad of paper, rolled it up, and stuck it in his straw, and blew. It hit Soda square in the head.

I laughed, and Soda looked up, annoyed.

"Hey, mess off." He said.

Neither of us could answer, we were both laughing it so hard .

Darry wouldn't even acknowledge us anymore. I guess he had got to the point where he thought it would be a better idea to pretend that he simply didn't know us.

We were quiet for a few minutes, but you know me, I can't keep still, and neither can Steve. I knew that Soda wasn't that good at it either, but he didn't seem to be having any problem with it at the moment.

I was in desperate need of something to do. Much longer, and I'd be bursting out of my skin. I knew that Steve felt the same way.

"Hey, you got any more paper?" I asked, noticing that I still had my straw.

"Sure, what are you thinking?" Steve asked.

I smiled. "Just you wait and see."

I took a small piece of paper, just like Steve had, rolled it up, and put it in my straw. This time I pointed my straw up to the ceiling. The paper flew up and stuck to the top of the plane.

"Oh crap." I said, looking up.

Steve looked at me. "What'd you do?"

I pointed up to where the paper had stuck. "It was supposed to come back down."

Steve laughed. "Well, it's no fun only having one up there. That piece of paper must need a friend."

Steve took another wad of paper and did the same thing. The paper stuck to the ceiling next to mine.

Steve laughed harder, which made me laugh. Once I got started, I couldn't stop, and soon I was laughing so hard, I started to snort. This put Steve over the edge. He started laughing so hard, he had to hold on to his seat to keep from falling off the chair.

The old people in front of us were probably taking their hearing aids out.

I don't know how loud we laughed, but we must have been pretty loud, because all of a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder.

I stopped laughing almost instantly, and so did Steve. I looked up slowly into the face of a very angry looking man, in a Captain's outfit.

"Do you think that's the Captain?" Steve whispered to me.

I shrugged. "I hope not."

"Can you two please keep it down?" He said.

We both nodded, and he left. I slunk back into my seat and looked over to see Darry once again glaring at us like I'd never seen him glare before. Pony was still reading, and not even paying attention. But, now Soda and Alyssa were looking at us and giggling.

I sat back and looked up. I spent most of the remaining flight staring at the two identical spit balls on the ceiling.

Please R&R!

Jess