"This town in kind of small, don't you think?" I said peering down over the plane window.
"Seaford is kind of a small town but most of the people are really nice," my mom said, still gluing her eyes to the latest issue of People magazine.
"Gwen and Blake? Tsk," she mumbled.
I looked back out the window and saw a fair sized outdoor mall and a center court yard. The ground was covered in bird poop, but it was kinda high up in the sky so I wasn't really sure.
"Attention passengers: We are going to be landing in about 15 minutes, so please make sure your seatbelts are on and secure. This may be a tough one folks."
What does he mean by that?
Suddenly, I got my answer.
The plane shook and was very uncomfortable. I held on to my arm rest tightly so if anything did happen to us, I wouldn't die by flying across a plane.
"Are you ok Sky?" My mom asked grabbing onto my wrist.
"Yeah."
It felt like we took a nose dive for the ground. "Mom... what's happening?"
Instead of answering me she just put her arm over my face.
A part of the roof fell on my head and I guess it knocked me out.
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I felt I light nudge- or a poke on my stomach. When I opened my eyes, I saw a pale, red headed boy in my face.
"Hey!" I slapped the scrawny-like boy's hand off of me.
"Its ok Rudy!" He shouted. "She's not dead!"
I sat up from a red bench. "Where am I?" I asked looking around. "Where's my mom?"
"You're in the Bobby Wasabi dojo, and I don't know where your mom is."
"How did I get here?"
"Oh, my friend Jack carried you here when he witnessed that terrible plane crash."
"Your friend- carried me here?"
"Yeah he's pretty much the best student here."
"Is he here now?"
"No, he went out after he dropped you off."
Nice.