………………… I hate crowded airports almost as much
as being shoved in between a guy that weighed at least 300lbs and
a leech with bad breath for the past 8 hours in cattle class on a
transatlantic flight, add in the delay getting off the plane due
to the weather and I was ready to put my head in the plane toilet
and flush. I zipped up my Hoodie Jacket to stop the Leech that
was now trying to tell me the rules of American football from
looking down my tank.
can help you with your Bags" He grinned "I mean what would you
think of us Americans if we didn't offer to help you?" he put his
hand on my arm I pulled it away
"Oh I could think of a few things" I tried to
sound polite. Thirty minutes on US soil and I could get deported
for thinking the things I was to do to this guy if he leered at
me once more "But I can manage my stuff" I reached for the first
of my cases and pulled it off the luggage
know but we wouldn't want you breaking a nail" his hand closed
over mine is I reached for my second case.
"I'll break your damn balls in a minute" I
muttered under my breath making sure I dropped my heavy case on
to his flip flop wearing foot.
"Ow Jeez I think I bust my foot" He yelped I
bit down on my lip and tried not to laugh.
"oh I'm so sorry it' just sort of slipped from
my grip" I batted my eyelashes and grabbed the two handles of my
cases and walked away laughing. I followed the crowds through
custom my red passport clutched in my teeth as a Fat woman tried
to push by me. "Hey"
need to get a cab I have an appointment" she
"And I need pee so get in the line and wait
like the rest of us" I hissed back blocking her way with my
was in Business class" she stomped her feet.
"Means nothing once you get her Love" I
grinned "now you can wait patiently and stop pissing me and
everyone else of or you can go ask that guy over there" I pointed
to the bored and extremely bored Customs Guy watching the crowds.
"If you can go first" she muttered something under her breath and
walked to the back of the line.
"Next" The woman behind the desk called I
walked over and handed over my passport "So what's the reason for
your stay here?" she asked in a bored tone.
"I'm an exchange student"
"From England" She scoffed "What are you going
to learn you already speak English"
"Football" I was irritated as hell and just
wanted to go find the Family I was supposed to be staying
"You play Football?" she choked as she stamped
"Er… I'm English it's the National game" I
pulled a face as I pushed my passport into my
"Oh you mean Soccer…" she
"Oh yeah" I groaned don't even get me started
on the whole football/soccer name thing I grabbed my bags and
walked away to the arrival hall. I spotted the Union Jack and the
Stars and stripes on Balloons and a sign that said WELCOME TO THE
"There she is" A voice called out "Isabel" a
short woman was jumping up and down I smiled I'd talked to
Michelle a few times on the phone as well as Travis her husband.
"Oh honey you look beat" she pulled me into a huge hug. "How was
the flight? Did you get any sleep?, Are you
"Michelle take a Breath and give the girl a
minute" A guy with w weather beaten face stepped forward his
voice I recognized as Travis. "Nice to finally meet you in person
Isabel" He gave me a broad smile "Boys take the bags" he called
over his shoulder where two guys were standing with a girl who
was smiling at me. The two guys stepped forward. Hmmm if all
American guys were this cute then the year I'm here for is going
to be an eventful on.
"I'm Jenna" The girl bounded forward "I never
got to talk to you but you'll be sharing y room" she gabbled
"We're in the same grade, so I get to show you around and help
you get to know people"
"Jenna you're just like your Damn mother"
Travis laughed "Let Isabel get a word in"
"It's Izzy" I smiled "I hate
"Okay well the cars this way Izzy" Michelle
linked my arm……………………