bullied

Ch. 44: Tiring Day

"I NEVER KNEW AIRPORTS HAVE WI-FI! OH MY GOD, AND ITS FAST TOO"

"You're too obsessed" I said.

"Excuse me, Wi-Fi is my wife. Of course I would be obsessed."

I sighed.

I leaned my head on Justin's shoulder (again) and began sleeping while he was on his phone.

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"Students of class 11J! wake up!" Ms. G said loudly.

Ugh, why can't I sleep? it's still like 5:15 or something.

I opened my eyes and got up from the chair. Justin held my hand and we both walked to the line to get on the plane.

"I'm so tired" I complained.

"It's okay, you have plenty of time to sleep on the plane" Justin said, kissing me on the forehead.

"Like how long?"

"Maybe 10 and a half hours? by the time we make it to Paris, it's gonna be... probably 1AM in Paris and 4PM in California."

"Oh my god. I hate long flights!"

I always complain when I'm sleepy. It's just what I do...

"Don't worry babe. we'll be there before you know it."

"Sure"

We stepped in the plane and I sat at row 35B. Which isn't bad... I'm sitting at centre plane while Chaz and Ryan are at back plane.

I, obviously sat beside Justin.

Ten and a half ours of dizziness? not gonna be my day.

They started the plane at 5:30. The flight attendants announced stuff and yeah yeah yeah.

I tried sleeping on Justin's shoulder but I was so dizzy.

You know that tray thing at the back of the seat in front of you? you know, to hold drinks and stuff? I brought that down and but my arms on it and rested my head on it, much better.

I wouldn't mind sleeping like this for ten and a half hours.

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I was still sleeping, but I could hear noises. I was a bit dizzy, but it didn't bother me.

"Would you like a drink?" a flight attendant asked.

I was 'sleeping' so I didn't say anything. But Justin did.

"Sure, can I have a ginger ale?"

"Sure"

"Babe" Justin whispered, nudging me.

"What?" I groaned.

"Are you dizzy?"

"A little"

"Drink some ginger ale."

I lifted my head from the board and took the drink from Justin's hands.

"Thank you" I said tiredly.

I drank half of what was in the little cup and handed it back to Justin. He then drank the rest and I went back to sleep.

But before I do... what time is it?

"Justin?" I groaned.

"Yeah?" he whispered.

"How long has it been?"

"Maybe two and a half"

"Thanks"

"You're welcome." he smiled.