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charlene New Member
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Joined: Jul 2007 Posts: 5 Karma: 0 |  | Re: Boarding gate « Reply #15 on Dec 12, 2007, 9:13pm » | |
"You, WHAT?"
The shriek was heard around the boarding gate. Oh yeah, Charlene was mad, alright.
"I am goin' to New York ON THIS FLIGHT, girlfriend!" I said to the scared looking stewardess.
"But," the stewardess began timidly, "we have no seat for you."
"Make one," Charlene whispered quietly, although the tension was apparent, "I am getting on that plane NO MATTER WHAT!"
"We'll... we'll make arrangements," the stewardess decided hastily, making a quick phone call.
A few minutes later, she returned, smiling, although Charlene's pointed glare caused her to remove this.
"You are on the flight," she said, void of emotion now.
"Oh, my god!" Charlene said, smiling and showing artificially white teeth, "Thank ya so much babes!"
Grabbing her ticket and passport, and walking model-esquelly away Charlene was happy. She was going to New York, the fashion capital of the world.
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Joined: Aug 2007 Posts: 11 Location: between worlds Karma: 0 |  | Re: Boarding gate « Reply #16 on Dec 12, 2007, 9:15pm » | |
*enters from shops*
Karl waited in line for quite a while actually. He hated queues. He was starting to get impatient when he saw that girl he noticed earlier at the front of the queue. Yes, it was without a doubt the chav -_-
Karl sighed and rolled his eyes. My God, you would be able to hear her from Australia. He did his best to ignore her until she had gone. This meant however that she was taking the same flight as him and so they would be going to the same place. Damn... -_-
He finally got to the front and showed all he details and was let through onto the plane. Hopefully his father wouldn't go contacting all the airports trying to find him...Heh, who was he kidding. His Dad probably didn't even know he had gone yet!
*leaves to board plane*
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alisha New Member
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Joined: Dec 2007 Posts: 3 Karma: 0 |  | Re: Boarding gate « Reply #17 on Dec 15, 2007, 3:25pm » | |
as she stepped into the queue, a tear streaked down her face, she thought about all she would leave behind.the final goodbye. she could never look back, and she diddnt want to either....as she was asked for her boarding pass, she knew it could all be started again, a new life with no regrets......
*leaves for plane*
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Joined: Aug 2007 Gender: Male  Posts: 313 Location: Right here, right now... Karma: 8,388,607 |  | Re: Boarding gate « Reply #18 on Dec 16, 2007, 4:06pm » | |
James got in line. He hated lines. Rearranging his shoulder strap on his shoulder, he slipped his hands into his pockets.
*sigh* He slowly moved forward with the line. He put his bag on a moving belt as he stepped through a metal gate, under a sign which read 'Gate 23'. He beeped, and was politely asked to empty his pocket. Whispering 'Oh for God's sake' under his breath, he handed his iPod nano and Nokia N95 to the man stood before him, before going through the gate once more. He was handed back his valuables and he produced his ticket and passport. Checking the photo with James' face, a woman smiled and thanked him as she handed the papers back. He folded up his ticket and put both his passport and ticket into his back pocket.
He pulled his iPod headphones under his shirt and up into his ears. Putting the songs onto 'shuffle', he put his iPod into his pocket and moved towards the plane
**leaves boarding gate heading for plane**
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