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| Part one � Heather! Come on! We�re gonna miss our flight!� Rachel yelled back to me several steps ahead running down the terminal. �I�m right behind you!� I yelled back. � If you make me miss this flight, I swear I�ll kill you and hide your body!� I laughed at the thought. Rachel, being the speed demon that she is was already standing by the gate when I arrived. I ran up behind her purposely bumping into her, forcing her to bump into the person in front of her, and so on and so on. � Sorry,� I said quietly. The line quickly advanced and I was soon handing the flight attendant my boarding pass. � Thanks. Have a great flight,� � Thanks,� I said walking onto the jetbridge. � Oh my god!� Rachel shrieked. � Can you believe we�re really going to Tampa! I mean this is really happening!� � I know Rach, but try to be cool about it,� I said handing the second attendant my pass. She quickly looked at it and pointed me in the direction of my seat. Rachel was right behind me. We got as comfortable as we could in our seats and prepared for the flight. I pulled my book out of my carryon and Rachel closed her eyes. A few minutes later she started wiggling and snapped open her eyes and quickly stood up. � I� I�ve got to get off!� � What? Rachel, what are you talking about?� I asked concerned by my friends shaken state. � The plane�s going to explode,� She said with a stupid grin on her face. I rolled my eyes and relaxed. � This is not Final Destination, and you are definitely not Devon Sawa, so sit your ass down and fasten your seatbelt,� � You wish I was Devon Sawa,� She laughed sitting back down. � Actually I do,� I smiled. She hit me in the arm, � Bitch,� � Ow,� I said rubbing my arm. � You hit me in the arm and I�m the bitch? You know I love you Rach. I�d never pick Devon over you.� � Yes you would. If He was to walk on this plane right now and say,� Heather. I love you, leave Rachel alone here and join me in first class where we�ll make mad, passionate love-� � Mad, passionate love�. In first class? Don�t think so,� I said. � Heather-� � No seriously, Rach. You know how I feel about leather. I could never have sex on anything leather,� � Ugh! You�re so frustrating!� Rachel sighed leaning back in her seat. � I�m going to sleep, for real this time. � Dream of me,� I said quietly. � Yeah� fuck you too,� She mumbled. I turned my attention back to my book, and settled in for our long flight. Rachel was asleep almost immediately, and after a couple hours of book reading, I too was getting sleepy. I put my book away and put my pillow on Rachel�s shoulder and soon fell asleep. Rachel�s shrugging of her shoulder was what brought me out of my sleep. � Hey, hoe,� I said opening my eyes. � We�re gonna be landing soon,� She said looking out the window. I sat up and as the pilots say, � prepared for arrival�. � Hello Tampa,� Rachel said as we deboarded. I on the other hand was taken in by the humidity. That�s what greets you when you step off the plane. Humidity. I took my jacket off and tied it around my waist and headed to baggage claim. � Do all the bags have to look like mine,� I mumbled watching hundreds of bags circle the carousel for the hundredth time. Rachel had already got her bag, and we were just waiting for mine. � Where the hell is my bag?� I asked again. � Maybe it got lost,� Rachel said. � Why don�t we go and ask someone? I�m sure they could track it,� � Why does this always happen to me? Why does my bag always get lost?� I sighed sitting in one of the hard plastic chairs. Rachel quickly took the seat next to me. � Just chill out, Heath. Maybe they dropped it and its still out on the runway in Seattle,� She laughed. � Ha ha, you�re so funny. I�m laughing on the inside; really I am,� � Sorry. I was just trying to lighten the mood,� � I know. I�m sorry I�m being a bitch. I�ll leave my name and the hotel number and hopefully they�ll call me before tonight,� � Why?� � I can�t go clubbin in these clothes, are you crazy?� Part Two |