Chapter Three:

{Authors note: sorry the last one was short, and also similar to chapter one, but that was how I played it to be because I wanted everyone to see some of the similarity in the two families. Except Sam's mom is a bit…..off….and Carmine's mother is a "by the book" kind of person.

Also, yes I am using Leo and Miles, and even though neither were….exceptionally developed though out the two movies, (I was upset to see very little of miles in fact next to none) I'm using both X'3

Ok! The end!

Ever-After-OUT!]

She sighed softly, music playing a calmer tune into her ears as she sat in the airport and kicked her feet out of beat with the tune. Waiting around in the uncomfortable chairs and just sighing softly to herself as if this was a self soothing tactic.

The airport itself was its usual gusty cold. The people bustling about to get to their new vacation airlines to take the summer off, maybe spend it somewhere warm and free.

She was definitely going somewhere warm. Free, however…was a different word for it. IN her mind she was going to her new slave owners. Where who knows what her aunt and uncle where going to have her do for them!

Aside from the obvious task of preening her uncle's lawn till it looked like a dog about to be shown for the world championships. And maybe working in her aunts garden. (The people seemed obsessed with their lawns appearance and of course! After that fire they had been working oh so hard after the remodel to make it look just as like a magazine as possible!)

And then there was her cousin. Sam. She hadn't seen him in years! The last family reunion he had to have been at least 12? And what did that make her last time she had seen the dorky child? Way to young for this to be a non-awkward situation.

Her most fond memories had to have been all the times he proven just how girly he could be by screaming at the top of his lungs and running. Or trying to show off and failing miserably. Or taking care of the taco bell dog Mojo...What manly wanna be man has a wound prone purse pooch?

But! Now she didn't know how he would act. He was (from all that she had heard) apparently in owner ship of an amazing car, had a girl friend and had just been mixed up in some government conundrum. And, was going to a smarty ass college...This wasn't the Sammers she remembered.

Now she was gong have to meet up with this new Sam. This new young 'man' that she hadn't seen since who knew when! It wasn't like she kept amazing track of all the times she saw her 'Whole' Family together I one place. Even if she knew well enough that that wasn't often.

Her shoulders hunched in an uncomfortable position. She just brushed some locks of hair behind her ear and shuddered to herself. Maybe, just maybe. He would be to distracted for a actual conversation to be held. Cause, He had friends...right? and a girlfriend...and a car...Her insides seethed.

Stupid Sam has a stupid car!

Of course Sam had a car!...Grrr

The world spiting her again...Just to show her what she had to work her butt off for and what he got for pretty much nothing. Oh, how their lives were different. She couldn't even get away with, well...She didn't want to think about that mistake AT ALL!

She was being shipped off to work for that little slip up...And she had almost gotten away with it. Almost...But not quite.

She shook her mind from it. Clicked her Ipod onto a more cheery song and lifted her head to hope maybe people watching could distract her from thoughts of her failure.

It began to work almost immediately. The strangest people would pass by the shop she had directly across from her.

Selling neck pillows and candy and gum and magazines had to be the best things and merchandise at an Airport. Probably because everyone wanted neck pillow today...EVERYONE! The business men, the women who didn't know what birth control was and had many! Many! Toddlers running after them, the model perfect teenage girls who did know they were just taking a plane trip right?

Except maybe they thought they would be put next to an exceptionally attractive guy or something...

The bikers who had abandoned their bikes for air travel, the comic book and manga nerds who almost ran into others who where shopping because their nose was to buried in the middle of their book. Then there were the dancers, who danced about as they picked out there package of gun. But of course you also couldn't forget the airport novelty item collector! Or the man who is picking up chocolate and some wilting flowers for his wife or girlfriend after a long business trip.

She could keep herself occupied like this for a good long while if she didn't suddenly hear her insides yowl at her...Staring at others buying candy apparently makes one hungry.. And she didn't want to pay for an airline meal!

Slinging her travel bag upon her back and slipping the cash her father had left her with for the airport out of her pocket she trotted on over to the small store. Popping one ear bud out of her ear to be able to hear and avoid collisions with others she glanced at the magazines, but, not wanting to carry around the picture of the latest model, half naked and holding a puppy.

Her body drew her in the direction of the snack food, avoiding this person and that person and then stopping in front of the sustenance that would only fill her stomach for about half an hour...She would just have to buy some for later as well~

Besides...it was her dads money...Not her own!

Filing her hands with White Chocolate Resses-Pieces, Airheads and the ever lovable Corn-nuts! Oh how she loved cornnuts...and not the normal ones she needed the ranch ones! She was picky! But...maybe that was a good thing.

Arms loaded with bad for you goodness she spun on her heel and then proceeded to march away from the stand, proud to sport her tiny rear and arms loaded with sweats. Of course, she didn't prepare for the body on collision with a random citizen that sent her candy crashing to the floor and corn nuts bursting with the impact. Sending them flyinf in all directions and making quite a noise...she herself stumbled backwards and this caused everyone to look at her and the...mysterious 'not looking where they were going' man.

She turned her eyes up from the mess on the floor to glare at him...

Mental correction, not man, overly sexy teenage biker boy.

He however attractive, did not look apologetic for running into her. But he did stoop and pick up one of the airhead packages for her.

"Should watch what you eat, this stuff might make you fat you know..."

Her jaw dropped and eye twitched! No...apology? No...sorry no nothing just! *here her brain mocked his low, smooth voice* 'this might make you fat!'

She felt like hissing at him but just snatched the candy back.

"If I was worried about getting fat I wouldn't have been on my way to buy it."

Her voice showed her dislike of this boy and his pointing out the fattening qualities of her food choices. But, she would not let this deter her decision! She just picked everything else back up, went and retrieved a new bag of corn nuts and apologized for the mess all over the floor when she laid it all out on the counter for the woman behind to ring up.

She was hopping she, by some unfortunate luck, didn't end up sitting next to the rude, comment on your food, boy.

And she left the store at the ring of her plane being next to depart.

O—X—O

There is a process for getting on and off planes. And there was an adequate she had been taught to follow. Like letting others have the window seat (even if you want it reallllyy bad) or making sure you move out of the way instead of having others climb over you to get to their seats. And..of course there is the object of sharing when they sit next to you. Like sharing your newspaper or a stick of gum.

Thank the almighty creator her parents weren't here to make sure she followed all those rules!

She didn't give up the window seat. (which she was thankful to have gotten!) She hid her candy in her bag and sat there calmly and full of pride at being as bossy and shovey as she pleased to get aboard the plane first and to sit down in her respective place. With absolutely no intentions of sharing unless she happened to be next to some very nice old lady or something.

Situating her ear buds deep within her ears to cancel out the crying of the child two rows behind her and snuggling down into the seat with her, recently purchased at last minute, neck pillow and complimentary blanket she hoped a few z's for this trip wouldn't be frowned upon.

Cause, she was going to have to work when she got to her new slave owners. And rest was mandatory as every teenager new!

She didn't even open her eyes when the person occupying the seat next to her plopped themselves down and situated there things next to her own. She just had to creep a peek at who was next to her before drifting back off in her own self confidence.

Until her eyes snapped open and she took back all self praise. NO! He wasn't really sitting right there? All attractive biker teen with his crazy tossed red hair fire hair and leather? Ohhh~hohoh this was some cruel trick of the devil!

She sat on up and glared at him behind her blanket shield.

He, in turn, just gave a smile and then went back to a familiar looking magazine with a model and a puppy. She had been tempted to get that...GRR! Stupid teenage boys...

Take off would be soon, the first class people were now boarding and she couldn't wait to rip into the bag of corn nuts and eat them in this boy's face! Enjoying every one and all there fat giving qualities!

And that was precisely what she did. The moment the seat belt sign went off. People began to rise to go use the restroom for the first time on the plane and babies just began to sniffle in the way they do before they cry. She ripped open the bag and began to munch on the treat.

"Can I have one?"

She just stopped mid munch and looked at him. Did he really just ask that? Swallowing and giving him a confused look he asked again after she removed one of her earbuds.

"Can I have a cornnut?"

Her eyes just narrowed and she held out the bag.

"I hope you get fat..." She growled softly. He only laughed in return and took a whole handful.