Chapter 6: Candy Bar+Veggie Roll=Friendship

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Chapter 6 Please comment, read my other chapters, and vote!! Enjoy!! :D  **********************

"Stupid piece of crap." I mutter, as I push my suitcase into the cubby. Seriously! Why did Sal have to pack so much, we were only gonna be gone for two months, not a whole year!  

I pushed the suitcase harder, but no matter how hard I tried, this suitcase wasn't going to get any smaller. I was defeated, and the suitcase had won.   "I give up! You win, happy?!" I glared at the suitcase, as if it could hear me.

  "You realize it doesn't have ears right?" I heard a chuckle from behind.

  "I know, I am not crazy!" I tried to turn around, but the aisles of this stupid plane were too small.  

"Are you sure about that?" The stranger said in amusement.  

WTF! Who the hell was this person?! How dare they speak to me like that?! My fists began to clench up, but I decided it was better to not punch this idiot in the face. I didn't want to get kicked off the plane and kiss my once in a lifetime chance to go to Europe goodbye.  

"You do realize how much your presence is pissing me off right?" I said bluntly. "If you can't help, then I suggest you keep your smart ass comments to yourself." I hissed.  

"That really hurt my heart." He replied with layers of sarcasm coating in his voice. "Here, let me try."   Before I could even stop him, he grabbed my hand removing them from the suitcase as he started shifting it in different angles.  

"It's not going to..." I didn't even have a chance to finish my sentence before he shut the cubby with my suitcase. "How the heck...!?" I asked in disbelief.

  "What can I say, I was born with skill."   I rolled my eyes at his reply and shifted into the seat next to me.   "A normal person would say thank you." He commented, when I refused to acknowledge his presence. I grabbed one of the boring magazines in front of me and started flipping through the pages nonchalantly pretending that I was actually interested in reading "what looks good in your living room". 

"Wait..I know you.." Even though my eyes were glued to my magazine I could feel his eyes trailing on me."Your Naina, right?"  

My hands stopped flipping the pages, and I looked up in shock, but my breath was taken out of me when I saw who it was.   Ethan Mayers. The hottest guy in our senior class (Well, according to Sal). His deep green eyes seeped into my hazel ones, combining to make the perfect blend of colors. Staring into his eyes made time feel like it had frozen, and it felt good. His jet black hair, messy as if he had just woken up, made his eyes pop. His body was tightly clinging to his shirt, exposing all of his muscles; and I gotta say, I didn't mind..

  "Okay! You can stop checking me out now, you know?" He let out a grin, as he studied my expression.

  "Howw.... You....." I kept on stuttering. I wanted to punch myself in the face. This guy probably thought I was crazy. First mouthing off to him, and now, I wasn't even able to let two words escape through my mouth without sounding like an idiot.

  He let out a small laugh at my stupidity, "I know you because you were the only person in English who let me borrow a pencil!" 

Oh yeah! How could I forget? Ethan never had a pencil! I think the worst part of letting him steal my pencils, was that he had never given them back!! Every time he asked for a pencil, I just had to mentally accept the fact that I would never get my pencil back and would have to go the rest of my life without it. Everyday, he would ask for a new pencil, and every weekend, I would have to drag myself to Staples to buy a new pack! It's not like I could say no! I didn't want to be the girl crazily obsessed with school supplies; even though it was completely true, I was that girl.  

"I remember now! Do you know how many pencils I had to buy because of you?" 

"I'm sorry.." He muttered under his breath as he stared at the floor. His expression was a mix of guiltiness and embarrassment. I started to feel pity for the guy until he looked up at me with a grin and said"Well I guess we are even! I helped you with your suitcase, and you helped me with school supplies!" 

"We are not even close to even! You know by the end of the year, the workers at Staples knew my name!" I don't know why I was so angry. It wasn't his fault he was a complete moron...I blame his parents.  

He laughed at my reaction and scooted closer to my seat. "Don't worry, I will make it up to you by the end of this plane ride."  

"Wait, are you sitting next to me?!" I exclaimed. He nodded enthusiastically, and I started banging my head against the window.  

"Hey! Stop hitting your head, you don't want to lose all your brain cells." I glared at him, but he continued to ignore my sharp stare

. "Be happy! You get to sit with me, do you know how many girls would die at this chance?!" He replied, winking in my direction, which inside, actually made me swoon a bit. He was attractive, but I couldn't show him that.  

"You have a big head, you idiot." I whispered loud enough for him to hear me, but he just smiled.   The intercom went off,

"Buckle you seat-belts; we are ready for take off." I opened my window, glimpsing at America for one last time.  

"14 hours with THIS moron. Yay." I muttered under my breath.   

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"Can't I watch this movie in peace?!" I begged Ethan, as he kept on asking questions about my personal life. "What have I done to you for you to torture me?!" I could tell my pleading had no effect on him. He found my irritation quite amusing and continued asking his childish questions.  

"What's your favorite color?"  

"You aren't going to leave me alone until I answer your question, are you?" I snapped annoyed with the relentless interrogation.  

"Wow, your finally catching on. Good job! Okay, so what's your favorite color?"

  "Red and black." I replied coldly.  

"Why?" He stared at me with intensity, waiting for an explanation.  

"Red for your blood after I kill you, and black for your death!" I said, with a devious smile. You think that the guy would freak out and leave me alone...but Ethan wasn't a normal guy.  

"Your weird." He said eyeing me with no reaction to my answer at all.

"Heyyy..you know what I like about you Naina?"  

"Other than the fact that I want to strangle you with my bare arms?" My voice sounded super cruel, but at this point I couldn't care less.  

"Well that, and the way you dress." His answer startled me, and it must've shown on my face. "I'm guessing you didn't expect that answer. Well, let me explain." I eyed him cautiously, scared as he dangerously began to open his mouth. "You don't care! You are so carefree! Like right now, you are wearing a sweatshirt, sweatpants, thick glasses, and you have your hair in a braid." I started looking over my outfit. Little did this guy know that if I wore anything else, my parents would slit my throat. "like all the girls try so hard, but you don't have to even try at all and look nice!"

  "Jee thanks." I rolled my eyes. He couldn't even give a half decent compliment. This guy was a complete dimwit. I didn't understand why girls drooled over him that much besides for the fact that he was attractive, but that was the only reason girls craved his attention. Then it occurred to me that they probably wanted to get in his pants. The mere thought brought shivers through my back.

  "So Naina, do you smoke, drink, or do drugs?" I stared at him in awe as if he was insane.

  "I am NOT dealing with this." I rolled my eyes, but he just laughed. "I'm going to sleep."

I placed my head onto the window and began to doze off.  

"Goodnight Naina."  

"Leave me alone you freak."

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My eyes opened, and I smiled at how pleasant my sleep was. The window was so comfortable that I couldn't help snuggling against it more. My arms extended out to feel...Wait that wasn't a window. My eyes shot up to find Ethan smiling down at me.

  "Good morning, sleeping beauty."   I backed up, only finding myself hitting the window.

"Shit." I rubbed my hand against the back of my head hoping the pain would go away.

"Why didn't you push me away?!" I demanded stunned at the situation.  '

"But you looked so cute with your glasses and all. I didn't want to wake up a nerd in her sleep." He said taunting, obviously amused.

  "I'm not a nerd! Just because I have a higher IQ then all the girls you have dated combined doesn't qualify me as a nerd." I was about to yell more until I heard my stomach cringing for food. Ethan laughed as he heard the growls of my monstrous belly.  

"I'm guessing you are hungry." He said, stating the obvious.  

"No way Sherlock. Did they serve lunch yet?"  

" Yep twenty minutes after you passed out and decided to drool on me." I eyed his shoulder to find it wet. Great. I probably looked stunning snoring like Big Foot with drool falling down my chin.

  "That's your fault! You could have moved me if you wanted to. Damn it, I'm gonna have to wait till dinner to eat then."   I fell back to my seat to find my stomach grumbling louder, demanding food. "Hey stop getting mad! I'm sorry I didn't feed you!" I screamed at my stomach.  

"Do you always talk to inanimate objects?" Ethan said, staring at me confused.  

"Yes! Do you have a problem with it?!"  

Ethan shot his hand up, "Nope. No problem at all." I laughed at his reaction.

  "So Hitler laughs." My face fell into a frown, and right as I was about to tell him how stupid he was, Brianna walked past our seats and whispered "slut".  I would have jumped on her and toppled  her to the ground if I wasn't tied to my seat and didn't have class.

"God what did I ever do to piss her off?"  

"You don't get it?" Ethan replied in shock.

  "Get what?" I said, staring at him like a confused puppy.  

"Your so slow Naina! She's scared of you!"  

"Me? Well sure, I could beat her up, but still! Me?!" I said with disbelief.  

"Naina, if you really wanted to, you could take her off the top of the pyramid." Ethan replied.

  "Yeah I was right, you are crazy." I said, grinning at the thought of Ethan'a comment coming true; not in a million years.  

"And this is why you are an idiot." I am the idiot? If only he could hear himself talk! My stomach growled louder, and I grabbed it telling it to shut up.  

"That's it." Ethan jumped out of his seat, opened the cubby, and searched through his backpack. He plopped down into his seat and threw two items at me.   I eyed him suspiciously.

"What is this?"  

"Food. Eat it."   I just stared at the food, not wanting to touch it. Knowing him, it was probably poisoned.

He watched me hesitate for a while and finally said "Naina, it doesn't have poison in it. I am not going to kill you." I could tell from his voice that he was annoyed.

I grabbed the roll and candy bar and shoved it down my mouth as if I hadn't eaten in days.

  Ethan laughed and he finally spoke after watching me stuff food in my mouth like a pig.

"So are we friends yet?"   I turned to meet his eyes and just said one sentence...  

"Nope! We are now even."

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