School Is A Nightmare #5 Winter Breakdown by Bean Raymond

Author:Bean, Raymond [Bean, Raymond]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2013-10-13T04:00:00+00:00

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The Flight Fright

Luckily, Norton found a pharmacy that was open, and Mom was able to buy some allergy medicine for Mindy. Her eyes were really puffy, but at least she would survive the flight to Aruba.

I was so tired by the time we got to the airport that I was practically asleep on my feet. Before I knew it, we were on the plane. I realized I’d never really been on a plane before. I was on one once when I was three and we flew to Florida, but I hardly remembered it.

I was happy Grandma and I got to sit together. I even got the seat next to the window. The girls were seated way in the back with Mom, and Dad was seated all by himself toward the front.

“I hope this seat next to me stays empty,” Grandma said, patting the aisle seat.

“That would be great,” I said. As I said it, I realized I was already falling asleep. I didn’t want to because I wanted to experience takeoff and they had a pretty cool movie that they were going to show. There was no stopping it. My eyes were heavy. Grandma was talking, and I couldn’t follow what she was saying.

I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew, I was back at school. I was really uncomfortable in my chair, and Mrs. Cliff was rambling on about Aruba. She talked and talked about all the touristy places to go visit, all the good restaurants, and the wonderful beaches. I tossed and turned, trying to change my dream and think about something else, but I couldn’t.

I finally opened my eyes when I heard the stewardess asking people if they’d like a drink. All of a sudden, I was so thirsty I could hardly take it anymore. I sat up and snapped out of my nightmare.

The plane was pretty dark. Grandma was asleep. A lot of people were sleeping or reading. It was hard to tell if I’d been asleep for ten minutes or an hour.

The stewardess was a really tall lady who leaned in and whispered, “Would you like a drink?”

“I’ll have an orange juice, please,” I said.

While she poured my orange juice, I peeked out the window and saw nothing but fluffy clouds as far as I could see.

“Here you go,” she said.

I turned back to take it from her and realized that a woman was in the seat next to Grandma. Her head was turned toward the aisle, but she looked really familiar. I leaned over Grandma to get a better look, and the woman sat up, startling me, and said, “Good morning, Justin. How was your rest?”

I dropped my orange juice on the floor from shock. “Good morning, Mrs. Cliff.”

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