Lost With Green Day, chapter 2
"DING DONG" Went the speaker
"We will shortly be experiencing some mild turbulence due to weather conditions - Please remain seated. Thank you."
Being the fool he was Tre' got up out of his seat to get a coloring book out of his bag in the overhead storage compartment.
The woman who Tre' was sitting next to was looking slightly scared by this point
"A coloring book?" She said with a grin on her face.
"Yep! It's Disney! I need to finish off Tinkerbelle's dress," As he said this a muscular dark blonde guy barged past him knocking Tre's shoulder.
"Hey look where you're going!" Tre' said in a tantrum.
The muscular guy stood right up against him and looked down on him His dark green eyes met Tre's now terrified shade of Ice blue.
Realizing this guy could probably knock ten bells out of him, Tre' just got his coloring book, shut up and sat down.
The man (who sounded southern by the way) looked at Tre with a "Be afraid, be VERY afraid..." kind of look - with that he walked off to his seat.
The woman sitting next to Tre' looked at him "Good choice of backing down there, I've barley known you an hour yet you've hit on me A LOT and I've witnessed you getting into a fight with a man twice your size, so, your name is?"
"Tre', Tre' Cool..."
"Unusual, I'm Kate by the way.."
"Kate, now THAT'S unusual..."
"Umm... Yah sure." Kate looked out the window as Tre' finished off coloring Tinkerbelle.
***
Mike looked at the large man.
"Hi I'm Mike!" He said friendlily, holding out his hand.
"Hugo, but most people call me Hurley..." he shook his hand.
5 minutes later, a hostess came round with the food trolley .
"Anything off the trolley dears?" she said.
"No thanks - I'm good," Hurley said holding up a bag of questionable sandwiches
Mike was starving and by the looks of it so was Hurley.
He looked at the hundred dollar bill in his pocket.
"Oh you can't take it with you," he mumbled to himself.
"We'll take the lot!" He said in a squeaky English boy's accent.
He cleared his throat. Ehem. And handed over the money.
"Thank you" he said in his regular manly non-wizard like voice.
As they were about to open there mini cheddars there was a terrifying scream from the 1st class tail end of the plane.
SUDDENLY, everyone was sucked back into there seats.
Billie's eyes managed to look at what was happening and avoid some of the g-force "OH MY GOD!" he managed to scream.
Tre dropped his coloring book Out came his suitcase from the storage compartment it hit him on the head.
Blood everywhere.
DUNDUNDUN!
"We will shortly be experiencing some mild turbulence due to weather conditions - Please remain seated. Thank you."
Being the fool he was Tre' got up out of his seat to get a coloring book out of his bag in the overhead storage compartment.
The woman who Tre' was sitting next to was looking slightly scared by this point
"A coloring book?" She said with a grin on her face.
"Yep! It's Disney! I need to finish off Tinkerbelle's dress," As he said this a muscular dark blonde guy barged past him knocking Tre's shoulder.
"Hey look where you're going!" Tre' said in a tantrum.
The muscular guy stood right up against him and looked down on him His dark green eyes met Tre's now terrified shade of Ice blue.
Realizing this guy could probably knock ten bells out of him, Tre' just got his coloring book, shut up and sat down.
The man (who sounded southern by the way) looked at Tre with a "Be afraid, be VERY afraid..." kind of look - with that he walked off to his seat.
The woman sitting next to Tre' looked at him "Good choice of backing down there, I've barley known you an hour yet you've hit on me A LOT and I've witnessed you getting into a fight with a man twice your size, so, your name is?"
"Tre', Tre' Cool..."
"Unusual, I'm Kate by the way.."
"Kate, now THAT'S unusual..."
"Umm... Yah sure." Kate looked out the window as Tre' finished off coloring Tinkerbelle.
***
Mike looked at the large man.
"Hi I'm Mike!" He said friendlily, holding out his hand.
"Hugo, but most people call me Hurley..." he shook his hand.
5 minutes later, a hostess came round with the food trolley .
"Anything off the trolley dears?" she said.
"No thanks - I'm good," Hurley said holding up a bag of questionable sandwiches
Mike was starving and by the looks of it so was Hurley.
He looked at the hundred dollar bill in his pocket.
"Oh you can't take it with you," he mumbled to himself.
"We'll take the lot!" He said in a squeaky English boy's accent.
He cleared his throat. Ehem. And handed over the money.
"Thank you" he said in his regular manly non-wizard like voice.
As they were about to open there mini cheddars there was a terrifying scream from the 1st class tail end of the plane.
SUDDENLY, everyone was sucked back into there seats.
Billie's eyes managed to look at what was happening and avoid some of the g-force "OH MY GOD!" he managed to scream.
Tre dropped his coloring book Out came his suitcase from the storage compartment it hit him on the head.
Blood everywhere.
DUNDUNDUN!
