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Monday, January 31, 2011

4. Just An Ordinary Airport Trip.

“Ha! I beat you to the airport!” Orion shouted, pumping his fist in the air as he stood in front of the doors leading to the airport. “So does that mean I win a kiss?” he grinned.

“Actually,” I started as I stepped around him, opening the doors and walking inside, “what I had said was, if you could catch me before we reached the airport you get a kiss.” I laughed, patting him on the back. “Better luck next time, huh?”

“What?” he grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. “You know this means war, don’t you?” he smirked and started trudging towards our luggage. “Why did you leave our luggage where anyone could steal it?”

“Ahhhh! Kidnapper!” I shrieked and started pounding on his back. “Help! Heeeellllllp!!!!” Shrieking even louder, I started waving my arms.

“Sir!” A security guard yelled as he ran past a group of staring pedestrians up to us.

“What? No! See, she’s my friend and--” Orion stuttered, pointing at random objects.

“No way!” I yelled, “He’s a stalker! And, and, he’s kidnapping me! Help!” Struggling away, I slipped off his back and ran over to our luggage as the guard led him away.





“Hey, anybody here?” I popped my head through the door and beamed. “Oh, who are you?” I asked innocently.

“You. Are. Such. A. Jerk.” Orion frowned as I walked over to him and sat on the table, putting a bottle of water next to me and holding another. “It feels like I’ve been here for hours! And it’s all. Your. Fault.” He whacked his head against the steel table, causing the one bottle to fall down and roll, making a soft “thump” against his head.

“Hey, you’re the one who said it meant war.” I said, plucking the lid off and taking a sip. “And you know, all’s fair in war.”

“Isn’t it ‘All’s fair in love and war?’” he asked, picking his head up to stare at me questioningly. “Or has it changed and I’ve failed to have been notified.”

“Neither. It’s just that all’s fair in war.” I stared up at the ceiling and flicked some of the water onto the lights. “It’s so boring here, why don’t we leave?”

“Gee, what a great idea. Why didn’t I think of it?” He rolled his eyes then picked up the bottle.

“Well, did you try it?”

“Well, no.” he stared at me as I flicked more water onto the ceiling. “But wouldn’t they leave a guard or something there?” he stared dumbfounded as I hopped off the table and kicked the door open.

“Hi-ya! Oh, no! There’s a guard, RUN!” I yelled, turning around and gesturing dramatically then stopped and folded my arms. “Seriously, dude. How do you think I got in here? Let’s go, our plane leaves in ten minutes.” I said and walked out the door.





“You’re an evil little girl, you know that?” Orion asked as we sat side by side on the plane. “So far today you stomped on my back, made me cry, and got me sent to airport jail. What’s next? A beating in a dark alley?”

“Are there dark alleys in Hawaii? There probably are…” I said as I stared out the window. “Only if you WANT a beating in a dark alley. If you’d think, they were all for your own good.” Turning around, I poked him in the forehead. “Think.”

“Okay, so the back thing snapped me out of my zombie phase, and the crying was to make my gift better, but what was the jail thing for?” He asked, slapping my hand away and leaning back into the cushy chair.

“Uhm. Fun. For me.” I shrugged, drawing faces onto the window.

“You just said that all of it was for my own good!” he pulled me away from the window. “Eeevil little girl.” He said, pointing at my face.

“I lied. And it’s rude to point.” I grinned, bending his finger backwards.

“Ow! Hey, that’s hurts!” he sunk to the ground, trying to pry my hand off his finger. “Let me go!”

“Fine.” I released his finger and watched him get back up and sit in his chair. “Have you learned your lesson?” leaning back in my chair, I watched him flex his fingers and stare at me.

“Yes, I’ve learned my lesson,” he grimaced. “How is it I’m older than you, but you act superior?”

“It’s not acting.” I grinned as he plopped back against his chair and went to sleep. “Thanks for listening.” I rolled my eyes and went to sleep also.





“Yo, time to wake up, sleeping beauty.” I laughed and started pulling on Orion’s hair. “We got on the wrong plane, we’re stuck in Cuba.”

“What?!” he shrieked, shooting up and whacking his head on the ceiling. “I don’t even know where Cuba is!”

“Doesn’t matter, we’re not really in Cuba. I just wanted to wake you up with minimum effort. You whacking your head was a bonus, though.” I grinned, getting up to pull the luggage out of a compartment.

“Your ways of doing things are cruel and unusual.” He grumbled, standing up to help me. Unfortunately, I didn’t know this and threw a suitcase into him. “OW! Hey, watch what you’re doing!”

“Like you do?” I asked, grabbing the rest of the bags out and heading off the plane. “Ah, Hawaii. A new land to torture you in. And best of all, we got here just as gloomy weather arrived.”

“Hey, maybe you’re a vampire or something. Miss Avoid-the-light-at-all-costs!” he grinned, following after me. “Oh wait, you can touch crosses, I forgot.” He said, catching up to me and staring at the silver cross necklace I was wearing.

“Stop staring at my chest, you pervert.” I grinned and whacked him with a bag. “Hey, you never know. I could be a super vampire! Muahahaha. Wow, I’m such a dork.” I laughed as we walked through the airport.

1 comments:

cady said...

"It's not acting."

It's never acting.