The Story of Marisa Coulter

Part 6

Marisa was in an airport, wandering around. She was now at the age of fourteen, still out on the streets, still alone. Her daemon still hadnt settled and as of now, in the form of a little terrier dog. She saw a plane was boarding. She had heard of a place in America, New York City. She was told that it was a wonderful place, and it was filled with life and excitement. It sounded like a fantastic place to Marisa. She wondered if she could get on a flight going to New York. She looked around, and saw a plane boarding to New York. There was a man by the door of the plane taking tickets. She walked over to the door, and she pretended to trip, and it looked realistic. She tumbled into the man, and he dropped all of the tickets.
"Oh no!"Marisa yelled.
"I-Im sorry.... "She helped him pick up the tickets.
"It's alright...do you have a boarding pass?"He asked Marisa.
"Well, I do, but it's somewhere in that pile."She pointed to the cluttered pile in his arms of tickets.

"Well..."He started.
"But, my Mum is on that plane."She started to cry.
"She'll leave without me, and...and..."She burst out into sobbs.
"Ok ok! Um, find your mum, and sit down with her."He said, and Marisa nodded. She went through the enterence of the plane. She saw a woman go into the bathroom. The man came onto the plane to see Marisa sitting alone in the third row of the plane.
"Where's your mum?"He asked Marisa.
"She's in the bathroom."Marisa told him.
"Ok, stay with her throughout the entier flight, ok?"He said. Marisa nodded. The man went off the plane. A few more people boarded the plane then they closed the door. Marisa wasnt paying attention to what the pilot was saying. After a few minutes the plane left the airport and went into the sky.

After a few hours, Marisa fell asleep. She had eaten two meals which were both delicious, watched a film on the screen of the plane, listened to some gentle, calming music on these overly large headphones, and after that, she went to sleep. She woke up the next morning, and they were still up in the sky, the pilot said that they would be landing in another hour or two, but they wouldnt be in New York. So, Marisa had to stay on the plane. She hated this. Really she did. The only thing good about the ride was that she got free lunch, dinner, and breakfast, which she was ordering. She got pancakes, sausages, eggs, and toast. She was treated like royalty, Marisa thought. But why? Marisa didnt know the answer. But she didnt care. She got free food, and somewhere to sleep besides the ground in an ally. Marisa was perfectly fine with this.