Maeve
'Wow, you're psychic' I say to him and make a point of not wanting to talk to him by turning away and get back into my book. After this interaction, however, I can't really get into the book again. I listen to music while I ponder over the interactions, I've with this grade A asshole. He's on the same scholarship as me because of course he is. We're gonna be seeing each other more than just on this plane, as I had previously hoped and expected. No, I'm stuck with him in my life for the foreseeable future. He seems like an arrogant twat who lives just to be the smartest, smarmiest and biggest dick in whatever environment he happens to find himself in. It's like he's delighting in winding me up and trying to piss me off. If he keeps doing it, I'll make sure to fire right back at him. I'm trying to ignore just how annoying he is, but it's proving a very difficult task at this moment in time. What I wouldn't give for Otis to be sat next to me right now instead of this twat. But of course, that isn't happening right now, so I have to put up with this for however long we've got left. It could be worse I suppose. At least I have room in my seat, unlike what I would've had if my original seat neighbour had stayed. But that's really picking at straws if I'm honest. I decide to try and sleep again, knowing that inevitably I'll end up getting annoyed again if I don't. I get into position and try and fall asleep. I hope, in the process, that any dream I might have will be considerably better than the last.
Charlie
It's obvious that I'm starting to annoy her now. Only a fool wouldn't notice that. I know I need to let up on her if I want to get to know her better over the course of the next few months. I notice her adjusting position into one that's comfortable enough to sleep in. 'So that's how she's gonna cope with me on this flight' I think to myself. I don't blame her, I'd probably do the same if I was starting to get annoyed with the person in the seat next to me on an eight hour long haul flight. I decide that, if getting through this flight sleeping is good enough for her, then it's good enough for me. I tuck into my sleeping position, and slowly fall asleep.
Maeve
I slowly open my eyes, and yet again have to adjust for the light. I feel much more well-rested and have to surmise that I slept for a considerably longer amount of time. I see Charlie, himself asleep, is still there. What a shame. A stewardess walks past, and I ask, 'How long left?'
'About half an hour' she says. 'We've already begun our descent.'
'Wow' I think. 'I slept for a long time.' I decide to put my headphones in, and just see through the last portion of the flight awake. It goes relatively smoothly, my ears almost constantly popping being the most noteworthy thing that happened. Charlie wakes up shortly after me, much to my disappointment. But that is soon replaced with anticipation and excitement, as I catch a glimpse outside the plane window of the skyscrapers of Manhattan. Soon after, we hit the runway and I can officially say 'I'm in New York City.' I pull out my phone to text Otis, but my excitement soon turns to worry and surprise as I read the series of messages he has sent me.