"I'm not making you ask again, you're choosing to."
"That's it." The woman pulls a walkie talkie from her pocket and turns around, walking away. I close my eyes and try to go back to sleep.
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A tap on my shoulder awakens me. "What you want." I growl.
"Miss, this is the police. We are asking you to politely leave the plane." A middle aged man with grey hair and laugh lines around his eyes says, a sympathetic smile on his lips.
"What's the magic word?"
He smiles knowingly. "Abracadabra."
I nod. "Very good." I stretch my arms up and slowly lift myself from my seat. I reach up and pull down my bag from above me, before stretching one final time and following the policeman off the plane.
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"I can't believe the first thing you do is get in trouble!" Aunt Louisa shouts.
"What can I say? I was bored!" I roll my eyes at her.
"Don't you roll your eyes at me, you live under my roof now remember! If you are going to make this hard for me then I am going to make sure it's a living hell for you."
"Oh, it already is."
"Stop being a drama queen."
"She says to herself."
"No! I was saying it to you!"
"Do you know how annoying your accent is?"
"Do you know how annoying yours is?"
"About as annoying as red skittles."
"What's annoying about those?"
"Nothing. Are we nearly there yet?"
"No."
"Are we nearly there yet?"
"No!"
"Are we nearly there yet?"
"Stop!"
"Are we nearly there yet?"
"Be quiet!"
"Are we nearly there yet?"
"No! Shut up!"
"Are we nearly there yet?"
"Shut the fuçk up!"
"Language. Are we nearly there yet?"
"NO WE ARE NOT!!!"
"Geez! No need to get your pants in a twist. I was just asking!"
"Ahhhhhh!" She knocks her head against the steering wheel. "You're so annoying!"
"LIKE RED SKITTLES!"
"KILL ME NOW!!!"
"Gladly. Can I go home then?"
"HOW AM I GOING TO SURVIVE?!!"
"DRAMA QUEEN!"
"THAT IS IT!" She turns the radio on, classical music.
I turn the radio off.
She scowls and turns the radio on.
I turn it off.
She turns it on.
I turn it off.
She turns it on.
I go to turn it off and she slaps my hands away. I still manage to turn it off.
She goes to turn it on and I pull her hand away, she grabs the button.
The button breaks.
There's silence for 30 seconds.
I smile innocently. "Are we nearly there yet?"
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"Why am I in the boot!"
"Because that's where the animals are kept."
"Right. And the smelly, snotty, humans stay up front."
"Don't call me snotty or smelly."
"Was I specifying?"
"Shut up. Your a horrible mean person."
"I'll take every single piece of the blame if you want me to
But you know that there is no innocent one in this game for two
I'll go, I'll go and then you go, you go out and spill the truth
Can we both say the words and forget this?
Yeah, is it too late now to say sorry?
'Cause I'm missing more than just your body
Oh, is it too late now to say sorry?
Yeah, I know that I let you down
Is it too late to say I'm sorry now?"
"LUNA SHUT UP!"
"My name is Callie."
"I don't like that name. It's Luna or Isla."
"Isla."
"Okay. So Isla-"
"Luna."
"Don't interrupt! So Luna-"
"Isla."
"Shut up! So Callie Hazel, are you excited to see Lorelei?"
"Lea? Yeah. It's been a while."
"I know! When was the last time? A year ago?"
"Yeah, it was just before. Erm. Before my parents passed away..." I miss them.
"Oh hon, I'm so sorry."
"No. It's fine." She starts to turn around again but stops herself and instead just nods.
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I'm Not Weird I'm unique
Teen FictionHe saw someone as broken as him and all he wanted to do was fix them, to take away their pain, to make them happy, to complete them. He saw the good in himself reflected in her soul, he didn't see someone broken, he saw someone strong enough to carr...
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