New chapter! Yay! I would have updated yesterday but I had to study for a history test :/ don't procrastinate...
Disclaimer
Me:" Well here is chapter three. I hope you like it!"
Kristy: "Same..."
Me: "Ok... as usual, I don't own Transfor-"
Kristy: "Same."
Me: "-mers... Only my OC's."
Kristy: "Same!"
Me: "Will you stop!? How did you even get in here?"
Kristy: "Can't tell. Shhhh."
The moment I hung my phone up I start packing. I filled Kristy in with every detail; the pictures, the "dream", and the trip. Thankfully her parents said yes. We leave tomorrow morning at 9am for a two hour drive to Toronto, then we will catch a plane at 3pm to Mission City.
I grab my black suitcase from my closet and toss it onto my bed. I start running around my room grabbing pants, shirts, under cloths, sweaters, toothbrush, tooth past, hair brush, face wash, phone charger, some jewelry, my wallet with all of my money, my camera, shampoo and conditioner. I also toss in my headphones and a book I'm reading, Shutter Island.
I sit on top of the stuffed suitcase and with little difficulty finally get it closed. I stay there for a few minutes daydreaming until I hear a "bling!" behind me. My phone goes off again, "bling!" I spin around and grab my phone only to be greeted with more bleeps, one non-stop after the other. I wait a few minutes until my phone finally shuts up. When its quiet I turn on the home screen to see that I have 14 new messages! Kristy must have told Tasha and Alex about our trip. I open the messages and realize just how much I'm going to miss my two goof-ball friends.
Next day: Toronto airport.
Running onto the plane I yell, "I call the window seat!" Some passengers look at me funny as I run down the isle. Finally finding our seats I hope down by the window on the right side. There are six seats in a row, three seats per side with the isle separating them. I'm pleased with my view out the window. I am sitting just in front of the plane's wing so it won't be blocking my view of the landscapes below.
Kristy puts her bag in the cubby above us and sits down in the middle seat beside me. I have my carry-on sitting on my lap. "Well this brings back memories." I smile.
Kristy looks surprised. "Already?"
"No, I mean the ones that I actually remember."
Dad then comes over and puts his heavy carry on in the same cubby as Kristy's carry-on. He sits down on the outer seat. "You girls ready?"
"Yes!" Kristy and I answer in unison.
"Good. Make yourselves comfortable 'cause we are going to be here for a few hours."
Hearing that I check my surroundings. Above me are two push lights, two push . On the back of the seat in front of me is a fold out tray and a small T.V. And on the arm of my seat is a headphone plug-in.
A female voice comes over the plane's speakers. "Good afternoon Toronto! I am going to ask you to please put on your seat belts for we are going to be lifting off soon." The flight attendant goes over the safety rules while another stands in the isle and demonstrates how to use the life jackets and oxygen masks. The two attendants then repeat this but in French. I catch a couple of words I recognise, but not many. My French is a little weak. The flight attendants disappear and the plane starts to move forward. On the runway the plane starts to gain speed. I am pushed back into my seat. Turning my head I look over at Dad and Kristy. They are also pushed back into their seats, Kristy's red curls bouncing along the way. Dad on the other hand has his eyes closed. "hehe what a chicken!" The ride suddenly gets a lot smoother. I turn to my window and see the ground getting farther away. My grin widens. I love flying. This is only my second time in a plane and I love it! I feel so free.
The plane flies through a cloud filling my window with fog. Once we immerge the view takes my breath away. I feel like I am flying over a giant white field of cotton candy, the sun reflecting off of every white fluff. Through the clouds I can see Toronto, the buildings seem so small, more so the cars that look like colourful specks moving across a grid.
The seat belt light ahead shuts off and everyone unbuckles. Within the next hour I search through the T.V channels, radio stations, and become easily amused with the food on this plane. Kristy just shakes her head every time I order a new bag of brownies. Due to the air pressure, the bags inflate like balloons filed with chocolate goodness! If we fly any higher the bags might explode! As time passes the plane grows quiet. Dad eventually falls asleep, and Kristy and I stare out the window for hours taking in the different views below us. After a while Kristy falls asleep, leaving me alone listening to music. Then I too drift to sleep.
Through the darkness of sleep I hear passengers murmuring with one another. Someone nudges me, I ignore them. More murmurs, louder now, and another nudge. "Why can't they let me sleep..." A passenger screams causing me to snap open my eyes. Dad is still sleeping but it was Kristy who is nudging me. Her eyes are wide and face is full of worry and confusion. "Look out the window." she says.
I do. At first I see nothing but clouds. Then I hear it, the low rumble of an engine that isn't ours. An F-22 flies by our plane dangerously close causing our plane to shake from the turbulence. Passengers gasp, staring out of their windows. The F-22 does this many times going above and below our plane, as if it is circling us. I start to get worried. "What is this pilot trying to do!? If he flies any closer he'll hit us..." Some passengers start taking pictures, some have their heads bowed in pray, and others have their faces pressed against the windows like me. My breath fogs up the cold glass, I wipe it away with my hand to see the F-22's wing just inches away from the side of our plane. It is flying at the same speed as us and is staying in the same spot.
"This is your pilot speaking. I want you all to remain calm and please put on your seat belts. This may get a little rough." Flight attendants quickly scurry up and down the isle checking everyone's seat belts. The F-22 still in place. The flight attendants disappear into the cockpit. The plane starts to tilt to the left flying away from the F-22, we eventually come almost to a 70 degree angle! I press myself against the window so I don't fall onto Kristy. Dad finally wakes up and is holing onto his seat for dear life, Kristy is doing the same.
The F-22 stops following us and our plane levels out. Everyone breaths a sigh of relief. Looking out the window I notice that we are flying over a city. If that jet had hit us we would be endangering so many people. I look at the F-22 to see it shoot off in front of us, flying until it is almost a tiny speck. Everyone starts to cheer, the danger is gone! But something tells me that its not over.
I watch in horror as the F-22 comes speeding back in our direction. Time slows down as the pilot doesn't have time to react as the F-22 flies straight through the right wing of our plane, ripping it right off. The plane shakes violently causing the cheering to be replaced with screams. The cubbies above our heads burst open and bags rain down, Dad's heavy bag falls and hits him on the head knocking him out cold... again. All of the passengers are in a panic now, Kristy and I hold onto one another. The plane starts to dip forward and spin. I can see the trail of black smoke that we leave behind in the air. Tears start to flow freely from my eyes. I have never been so scared in my life. This reminds me of a rollercoaster, but only 50 times worse. I am full out bawling now as the plane falls straight to the ground, the engines whining as we spin. I shut my eyes tight. "Why did the pilot hit us? We didn't do anything, there are so many innocent lives on this plane!" I just wish that I could do something, to somehow save us, all of these people. I picture myself, Dad, and Kristy sitting in a park, a restaurant, anywhere other than the sky, some place safe.
A strange feeling in my gut comes over me. "Don't barf now! Its not a very good time. I don't want to die with puke all over me..." The air around me changes. Static electricity crackles in my ear and the hairs on my arms and neck stand up. I snap open my puffy eyes to see a bright flash of blue and white. The light blinds me and everything goes quiet...
Dun dun duuu! Cliff hanger! This was a little later than I expected, but its done! I wasn't sure how to end this chapter and this is what I got. Chapter 4 is in progress so please leave reviews, I would love to know how you think the story is coming along! XD