A Strange feeling
“That’s all please enjoy your flight and let us know if we can do anything to make you more comfortable.” I said as I turned of the announcement and walked back to the break room.
I was twenty-three and had been working at the airport for three years. I graduated high school two years early and immediately applied to college. I was the youngest worker here but truest loved my job. I would occasionally get an ungrateful flyer, but even then I stilled loved my job. And, before I forget, my name is Blair Styles.
“Blair look at this hunk of meat.” My closest flight mate, as I called them. Said, her name was Cali Chessice.
“I just want to eat him up.” She said showing me the picture of the hot model in the magazine she was reading.
“Cali you never stay in the same town for over three weeks when would you have the time to eat that much meat?” I said teasingly as I poked her skinny stomach and sat down next to her and buckled up, preparing for the long flight to London ahead.
“Oh I would bring you the leftovers of course.” She said wiggling her eyebrows at me with a smirk on her face.
Honestly I wouldn’t be surprised if she did end up with a model some day. She was a red head with beautiful green eyes and was skinny with d sized breast. She was honestly a sight for sore eyes. Unlike me who had a fat ass and double D cups that made me even more ashamed of myself. Not to mention the fact that I was a classic blonde with brown eyes. My plump lips made me feel like a whore when ever I smiled. And not to mention I had never been in a real relationship well Cali here had been Engadget twice and been in and out of a relationships since she was at least fourteen.
“I don’t like scrapes” I said rolling my eyes at her, “so, good luck finding someone else to pick up your messes.”
“Naw, I think I’ll just get myself a soulmate y’all know.”She said as we unbuckled ourselves to make our first rounds of many.
After what seemed like forever, the plaine landed at our destination.
Cali and I escorted everyone out and the grabbed our own luggage and walked to the hotel across the street.
“Man I am beet.” Cali said as she threw herself on the bed.
“Drama bitch.” I said kicking of my heels.
"Whatever" she said hoping up and walking over to the window " is it bad that I have this strange feeling in me, this strange..ora...about this place...something..is going wrong." she said in a curious and thoughtful tone.
Now that I thought about it, she was right. something was wrong. I just couldn't put a finger on it.
