I Promise, I'm Not a Stalker.

I'm Promise, I'm Not a Stalker.

"Oops, forgot to take the knife out of my pocket." I tried to joke.

The guy looked at me horrified.

"I'm kidding! It's my lip ring," I said and began playing with it with my tongue.

"I'm going to have to ask you to remove your jacket please." A younger looking security guard said to me. I took it off exposing my Pierce The Veil shirt. I handed it to the guy and he placed it on the belt x-raying it. He then took his hand held metal detector and scanned my whole body; of course, it beeped where my lip ring was.

"You can't joke about knives in an airport, it's against the law, I'll give you a warning this time, and you're free to go." He explained shooing me off.

I mumbled some profanities and put everything back on. I grabbed my guitar and bag and jogged off. I looked at the TV that had all the departure times on it.

"Idaho to Florida--- 9 o'clock"

I took my iPhone out of my back pocket and looked at the time.

It was only eight o'clock. I sighed and found a table in the concessions part of the airport where people can get food.

I pulled my camera out of my case and pointed it at my face and smiled pressing the red button.

"So, I just got out of security and apparently it's against the law to joke about having a knife in your pocket when in an airport," I covered my face with my hand that wasn't holding the camera.  People were looking at me like I was nuts. I put away my camera and got out my phone and composed a tweet.

BayleeNeedsToStop: Stuck at the airport for an hour, what should I do?

I pressed tweet and sent it out to over 600,000 people. I scrunched my eyebrows together and dug around in my bag for headphones; I plugged them in and turned it up all the way. I tapped my fingers on the table and purse my lips.

I look around at all the people running around, some in a panic to get to their flight in time, others casually strolling rolling suitcases and tugging small children alongside them. I sigh and pick up all my stuff again and wander over to the small Starbucks. I place my Penny Board on my suitcase and look at the lady.

"Um, can I get a Caramel Ribbon Crunch Frappuccino? A big one."

The woman working there nodded and made my drink. I teetered back and forth from the balls of my feet to my heels. I gave her the money and thanked her walking back to the seat I was sat at before when someone tapped my shoulder, I turned around and a girl, about 5 inches taller than me with brown hair and piercing green eyes stare back at me. I take a sip of my drink.

"Hello." I say after I swallow.

Her eyes narrowed at me and her mouth was a thin line.

"Ug, I knew I recognized you from somewhere," she flicked my camera case with my YouTube sticker which was dangling around my neck.

I lowered my mouth back down to the straw and began to drink raising an eyebrow at her, I made a "Mhm" noise telling her to get on with it.

"Ug, why do you even bother?" she asks crossing her arms.

"Bother with YouTube?" I ask making sure I know where this is going.

"Uh, duh. Your videos are sucky and annoying." She rolled her eyes.

"Well, I believe over 900,000 people disagree with you." I smirked, I don't usually brag about my subscribers but, in this situation I might as well.

"Ug, they're just stupid 12 year olds." She said like she knew everything.

"Okay listen here you little bitch." I stepped closer to her, even though she was taller than me and I was scared shitless, nobody talks about my subscribers like that.

"I don't believe anybody here asked for your opinion," I discreetly popped the lid off my drink. "So if you would kindly leave, then we won't have a problem."

"I don't think I will, what are you going to do? Send your 12 year olds after me?" She laughed.

"No, but I will do this." I raised my drink above her head and poured it all over her.

"Nobody, talks shit about my subscribers." I smirked and slammed the cup on the ground. She let out a squeal. Before I could get punched in the face, I grabbed my Penny Board and ran and jumped on it swerving through the airport tables. People yelled at me and gave me dirty looks but I just laughed. I looked behind me and saw her running towards me.

Shit.

I looked around and saw the bathrooms and jumped off my board. I scurried into the handicapped stall and tried to stay quiet. Once 5 minutes passed, I got my camera out of its case.

"So," I looked down at the ground and laughed, "I just about got my ass kicked for you guys..."

A/N: Oh hello. So um I hope you liked it c: Thank you for reading ^-^

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