Chapter 2: Lets Runaway
Once I arrive at the airport, I realize I hadn't thought this through. What am I going to do with my car? I can't just leave it in the parking area if I'm never going to come back. I drive a couple blocks away from the airport and park at a McDonalds. I call my two best friends up and tell them to come and meet me by the airport, but for them to come together. After waiting a while they arrive. They ask me, "Crystal what you are doing here? It's like 3:30 in the morning." "Look you guys I just need to get away for a while that's all. And I need y'all to do me a favor." I hand my keys to one of them. "Take my car back home. That's all I ask of you. Then y'all can get back to bed." "But then how you going to get h-"She stopped when she saw me pull my bags out. "Crystal where are you going? What's going on?" "Look I'll explain everything eventually. But right now, I have a plane to catch." I start walking back towards the airport. Occasionally looking back to see me friends. I look back one last time and see my friends waving to me and then begin to do as I asked.
Once inside the airport I head up to the desk and buy a ticket for the first plane to London. "Here you go miss, now you're plane takes off in thirty minutes." "Thank you … Carrie" reading her name tag. She gives me a generic smile as she watches me walk off towards my gate. I go through security and everything else with about ten minutes to spare. I find a seat near the boarding door and listen to my iPod while I wait to board the plane.
Finally the planes ready. I show the lady my ticket and get on. I find my seat and sit down, lucky I got a window seat. I wait patiently for us to take off. The last of the passengers get on and some guy comes and sits next to me. It's just the two us on this row and he sits in the middle seat. So I ask him, "Uh sir, I don't think anyone else is going to sit here. So if you don't mind could you take the aisle seat? I would just like to have a little more space." He looks over at me and smiles, "Sure thing, love." As he gets up and scoots over.
He has a British accent and kind of attractive so I can't help but look at him, smiling stupidly. He looks at me weird so I turn my head. The captain gets on the speaker and tells us that we're ready to take off. Once in the air I relax a bit. Putting my earbuds in and leaning the seat back a bit, I close my eyes and fall asleep.
I don't wake up until the guy next to me shakes me. I weakly open my eyes and he's staring at me. "Hey uh, you slept the whole way. We've arrived in London." Sleepily I respond, "Oh, thanks for wakin' me." I get up and stretch a bit. I grab my bag and follow the man off the plane. Once off the plane, I stand there and look around trying to decide where to go and how to get out of there. The man I sat next to hadn't left yet so he asks me, "Hey uh, do you know where you're going miss?" "Uh, no not really. I haven't really thought this trip through." I laugh a bit and smile. "Well miss, I'm John by the way. If you need anything, anything at all, you just give me a call." He hands me a piece of paper with his number on it. "Uh, thanks. I'm Crystal." Awkwardly smiling as I walk off to go pick up my suitcase, I shove the little piece of paper in my pocket. I can't help but think how weird that was, the guy was probably in his late twenties and we barely had said anything to each other, so why give me his number? I look back to see that the guy is watching me as I walk off.