Annnnd I'm back. Hello my imaginary readers! How was your day? If there are any non-imaginary readers (yeah, right) please enjoy this chapter.
Disclaimer: Madei Incredi917 and Michael Buckley are not the same person. They start with the same letter, BUT THAT'S IT.
Two: Planes and Hostility
Two weeks after one seriously unlucky dip, Macy Nelson plonked herself on a plane seat, eyes still red and puffy after her goodbyes to her parents, sister, and cat. It was late, very late. She was tired, very tired. But try as she might, she could not sleep. A good hour after takeoff, she gave up and started watching the Incredibles, her all-time favourite movie. She mouthed every line, clutching one earbud. Many movies, TV shows, and Ebooks later, the plane came in for a landing...
Matilda waited for one Macy Nelson with her mother and her brothers, impatient to pick up the already irritating girl and get home, a two-hour wrestling special was playing on TV and she was missing it. She watched the people getting off the flight with a bored expression on her face. A woman in a business suit, a man with an oversized hat, a silly-looking guy texting... There! That had to be her! The girl Matilda had singled out from the crowd was fairly tall, had reddish-brownish hair secured in two pigtails, had an ambush of freckles mutinying against her slightly-but-not-exactly tanned skin, and was wearing a t-shirt that said 'Hummingbirds can't walk', a pair of faded jeans, and beaten-up red converse. Yep, it just had to be her. Sure enough, the girl cautiously made her way over and asked them,
"Are you the Choi family?"
Molly Choi smiled at the girl.
"Yes, you must be Macy."
Macy scratched the back of her neck.
"That's me! Um, I need to get my other luggage, if that's okay..."
"Of course, why wouldn't it be? MONKEYS, SETTLE DOWN!"
Macy started walking towards the conveyer and everyone else followed. She grabbed a red duffel bag and a red suitcase.
"No prizes for guessing her favourite colour, boys!" an older brother, indiscernible, announced. Macy blushed as red as her duffel.
A short while later, Macy and all of the Choi family were in the rather large family car, or rather small bus. Matilda's oldest brother, who Macy had forgotten the name of, was learning how to drive, so the journey home was jerky and unpredictable. Macy tried to start a conversation with Matilda at least three times, but was entirely ignored. Macy gave up and just stared out the window, wondering what she had done to make Matilda so hostile...
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~Madei