User blog:Gigi Swift/The Search for Claire Part 1

             It was Saturday night and the airport was all hustle and bustle.Most people had flown in from their vacation and were finally arriving home after long flights. It was loud and busy as people pushed their way to the doors of the airport. Not making much progress towards the doors or home for that matter. It seemed like everything was moving at the pace of slow. Although through the crowd three heads could be seen if you would look from a high point pushing the opposite way through the crowd.

          Two girls, one boy. All on mission to find their missing friend, Claire. Suitcases trailed them close behind as they pushed through ferociously. “You have the tickets right?” Marcus yelled over the high volume of the people. Unsure of who the question was directed to Gigi responded.

 “No I though Rossay had them.”

 “Calm down both of you. I have the tickets in my bag.” Rossay confirmed. Her hand griped the strap of her bag that held the tickets a little tighter.

          “Flight 73 is now boarding.”    The intercom blasted through out the airport. All three of them gave each other the same look. Quickly Rossay rummaged through out her bag in search of the tickets. She scanned them over looking for the flight number. With wide eyes she said, “73. We have to run.” Marcus took off first, Rossay trailing close behind. Gigi although got into so minor complications.

          Only she would crash into someone. Out of all the people in the airport none of them were crashing into someone else and falling. Only her. She fell on the floor just as the other person did.

          Rossay looked back to see if Gigi was behind her. Marcus was right in front of her and they were so close to the ticket collector. Gigi wasn’t exactly behind her, but rather on the floor. “Gigi come on.” Rossay screamed over all the noise.

          Overdramatically Gigi responded, “Go on without me!” Rossay shook her head at her friend’s foolishness and kept on going with just an okay. “I didn’t mean literally.” Gigi said to herself. She got up and wiped away the imaginary dust before picking up her bags. She was about to leave, but feeling guilty about the person she knocked down she stopped. Looking down at the person she could clearly see the person was a he. “You need help up?” Gigi offered hand out.

 “Sure.” The boy said in a daze of what just happened. He grabbed her hand. As soon as he was up and his bags were finally off the ground Gigi had a chance to properly look at him. He was a cutie.

 “Hey.” Gigi said flirtatiously.

 “Hey” He responded equally flirtatious.

          “Hand.” Gigi commanded holding out her hand waiting for his. Looking a little confused he placed his hand in hers palm up. Gigi took a pen out of her bag with her right hand and quickly scribbled numbers on his palm. “Nice talking to you. Hope to do it again soon.” Gigi joked before running off after Rossay who was next at the ticket collector.

          Seeing her friend running as quick as she could to make it Rossay yelled, “AHHHHHHHHH RUN! COME ON GIG!” Marcus laughed as he handed the ticket collector his ticket.

          “Not fast enough Gigi.” Marcus poked fun at. Gigi rolled her eyes at her friends’ jokes to tired to respond.

          Rossay handed her ticket to collector next with a grateful smile and waited at the entrance for her friend. Gigi quickly caught up yelling her gratitude at the lady collecting tickets.

          “What was the hold up?” Rossay asked Gigi in curiosity.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Should we catch up with Marcus?” Gigi avoided the question. They walked briskly down the walkway to the plane.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “Cute boy?” Rossay questioned knowingly. An over exaggerated ‘Insanely’ from Gigi was the last word before they boarded the plane.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “Guys over here.” Marcus yelled as he kneeled on the seat looking back. Both girls shook their heads at his silliness.

<p class="MsoNormal">          After their luggage was in the overhead they took their seats all next to each other. Marcus claiming the window seat because of his ‘first here, best seat rule’. In the middle were Rossay and then Gigi in the isle seat.

<p class="MsoNormal">          ‘''Please buckle up your seat belts and prepare for lift off. Reminder all electronics must be off.” ''   One of the attendants said over the intercom. Everyone scrambled to get their electronics, to shut them off.

<p class="MsoNormal">          The plane soon took off and was in the air. ‘''You may now turn on your electronics.’. ''Gigi took out her iPod to turn on and then put in her headphones drowning out the rest of the people on the plane. Rossay had her phone in her lap prepared to watch Neon Cat for the whole plane ride. Marcus however had his phone out and had already connected to the plane’s wifi.

<p class="MsoNormal">          He logged on to the Austin and Ally wikia and clicked on the chat button.

<p class="MsoNormal">          ~Nutter Butter has entered Sonic Boom~

<p class="MsoNormal"> Nutter Butter:

<p class="MsoNormal"> Anyone here

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<p class="MsoNormal"> (Metaphoric Tumbleweed blows across chat room floor)

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Nutter Butter:

<p class="MsoNormal"> Why isn’t anyone on?

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Nutter Butter:

<p class="MsoNormal"> Hello?

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Nutter Butter:

<p class="MsoNormal"> Anybody?

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Nutter Butter:

<p class="MsoNormal"> Okay I’m leaving

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<p class="MsoNormal">          ~Fiolet4eva has entered Sonic Boom~

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Nutter Butter:

<p class="MsoNormal"> Finally someone

<p class="MsoNormal"> FIOLET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Fiolet4eva:

<p class="MsoNormal"> NUTTER!!!!!!!!

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Nutter Butter:

<p class="MsoNormal"> Has Claire been on yet?

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Fiolet4eva:

<p class="MsoNormal"> Nope sorry!

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Nutter Butter:

<p class="MsoNormal"> Thanks Fiolet!

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<p class="MsoNormal">          “Hey you want some?” Rossay asked holding out her bag of chips for Marcus. Her hands were covered with the flavoring from the chips.

<p class="MsoNormal">          Marcus looked at the bag questioningly. “Where did you get these?” He whispered alarmed. He looked at the bag. The plane did definitely not provide these.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “I brought them from my kitchen duh.” Rossay replied as if it were no big deal. Her hand went in the bag for more chips.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “You’re not supposed to bring outside food unless they are from the airport!” Marcus whispered angrily. He looked out the plane window to see that they were already above the clouds. It was common knowledge that if you get caught with outside food you get in trouble.

<p class="MsoNormal">          Wide-eyed Rossay took her hands out of the bag. “Uhmmm.” Rossay bent down and put chips bag in Gigi’s bag. “No harm.” Rossay shrugged.

<p class="MsoNormal">          The flight attendant heard the commotion and went over to see if everything was all right. “Is everything alright here?” The flight attendant said with a smile. She examined the situation until her eyes landed on Gigi’s bag. Her smile quickly turned into a frown.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “Everything is fine.” Rossay replied.

<p class="MsoNormal"> Ignoring Rossay the lady pulled out Gigi’s headphones. “Hey!” Gigi said aggravated. Then looked up to see who pulled them out. Upon realizing it was the flight attendant Gigi quickly apologized and said, “What’s up?”. It didn’t go over well for the flight attendant. She just got more aggravated.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “You are aware that no outside food is permitted on the plane correct mamn?” The lady said with a bit of attitude. Her arms crossed and her red manicured fingers taped impatiently on her arms. A look of confusion crossed Gigi’s face.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “I am aware.” Gigi said carefully.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Obviously you are not.” The woman said before taking the chips out of the bag. Gigi’s eyes widened at the sight. Rossay looked at Marcus. They seemed to share a thought. “''Oh no.” ''

<p class="MsoNormal">          “Those aren’t mine.” Gigi said defensively.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “I’m sorry but rules are rules. Anyone found with outside food must be thrown of the plane.” The flight attendant said. Gigi’s eyes widened.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “Wait what? Can you repeat that?” Gigi questioned her eyes filled with fear. Maybe she had just misheard.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “You must be thrown from the plane now come one. We will get your parachute set up.” The lady gestured to Gigi who followed in a trance.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “It wasn’t hers it was mine.” Rossay said honestly scared for her friend. “I stuck it in her bag.”

<p class="MsoNormal">          Marcus jumped in, “No she’s just protecting me it’s mine. I brought it on the plane stupidly.” He gave a little look at Rossay.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “Yea it’s his. He brought it on the plane. Make him walk the plank and let her stay.” Rossay said with a smirk.

<p class="MsoNormal">          Marcus’ mouth was wide open in disbelief. The flight attendant really couldn’t care at this point her patience was already up.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “How about all of you can walk the plank?” The flight attendant said snarky.

<p class="MsoNormal">             Three parachutes were thrown into their arms. “Wait what about are bags?” Marcus questioned. This was an alarming situation because none of them have ever used a parachute.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “Text London.” Rossay whispered quietly. It was just loud enough for Marcus to hear. He quietly took out his phone and sent a quick text to his close friend London Tipton.

<p class="MsoNormal">          “Were good.” Marcus whispered back. In that second they were released from the plane into their possible doom…

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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:center"> To Be Continued….