9. Waiting for my neighbour

Noah Anderson 

I sat back. At the moment no one was sat with me, so I moved up to the window seat. I remembered arguing with Chris for it, when we was younger. Most of the time he won. Okay, all of the time he won. But this time, I was here alone. Oh yes. 

I looked out and watched all the airport men scurrying around in there bright, orange jackets. I never did understand why they wore them. They looked like human highlighters! You wouldn't catch me dead in one. 

I stood up and looked down at Chris. What a traitor. Choosing a girl over his own brother. The girl laughed, then noticed me looking. She waved. 

Throwing her a look, I sat back down. 

I don't know how I was going to sit here for a whole nine hours, with nothing to do. I looked up, and began pressing the buttons. Light on. Light off. Air conditioning. Volume up. Down. Air attendant. 

Oh crap. I pressed it again, hoping to cancel it, but nothing happened. I tried pressing it again. And again. And again. 

"Can I help you sir?" said the air hostess said, from before.

"Sorry. I pressed it by accident." I said, grinning. She pursed her lips, and raised her eyebrows.

"Seven times?" She asked me. I shrugged my shoulders. 

"Please only press it if you need something. We do have other people that want our attention for real matters." She said, snottily. 

"What about if I called it for your number?" I added, leaning forward. She laughed, and strolled back down the aisle. Oh well. You win some, you loose some. 

I sat back down and looked out the window. They were now throwing the last of the cases onto the plane. I tried to spot mine. I would have known it a mile off, with it being bright red, with green stripes. There was no way I was waiting ages trying to spot my case when I got off the plane. 

"Excuse me, I think your in my seat." 

I turned round, and literally dropped my mouth. I don't mean just opened it. I mean literally, my jaw was resting on my knees. It's possible I began drooling as well. 

Stood before me, was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. Long, auburn hair framed her slim face, and her legs. Wow. Her legs were so long, and man they were... They were... they were wow! 

She was hot. 

I stood up quickly, apologizing. But in my haste, I whacked my head on the ceiling.

"OW!" I yelled. 

Great. There's the hottest girl I've ever seen in my whole life stood with me, telling me she's sat next to me. And I have to go and bang my head, like some clumsy kid. Perfect. 


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