Abandoned- Starting Soon :)

Josie Ashby

My grandparents had insisted that they splurge on a first-class ticket, so I was one of the first ones on the plane. I shoved my backpack under the seat in front of me, and leafed through the little pamphlets stuffed in the seat's pocket. There was a SkyMall catalogue, an aviation magazine, and a little brochure about what to do in the event of a water landing. I chuckled a little, thinking about the irony of that--if a land landing was just called a landing, then shouldn't a water landing be called a watering?

I peeked in the brochure. "Assume the crash position," I read. What was the crash position, anyway? All I could think of was the joke from Airplane!.

As I dug my computer out of my backpack, I leaned out into the aisle for a better look at the cockpit. The door was still open, and I could see the pilot's seat inside. Jet cockpits were always really fascinating to me--there were so many little switches and buttons and other gadgets.

Then the pilot and copilot walked in, and a flight attendant closed the door. I turned back to my computer and opened the internet. Hmm, what could I do until the plane took off? ...I could always stalk my friends on Facebook...

Then a flight attendant walked over and tapped me on the shoulder. "No electronics, please," she said. "Can I get you anything to drink?"

"I'll have a Coke, please," I replied, stuffing my computer back into my backpack. The flight attendant went to get my soda, just as the first wave of passengers walked in.

Cherish

"Avery i'll be fine" I sigh with a smile on my face at my worried friend.

"Cherie you know how you get when your not able to come over to my house and sleep. And I hate it when you grab a random guy off the street to sleep with. Cherie, my love, your my best friend. More like a sister actually. Your sweet, loving, and oh so adorable. I just can't stand the thought of you scared, lonely, and I don't know, how you usually get when your alone." Avery says, worry tinting her voice.

" Don't worry Ave, I'll be fine i pro-" I start but I get interrupted by the intercom announcing the departure of my plane in five minutes.

" Ive gotta go but I promise I'll call as soon as I land. And the flight will be great, you know that first class always takes care of me." I say with a giggle.

" Well okay but you better call me when you land!" Avery screeches before i hang up.

" Bye bye! Love ya!" I laugh into the phone.

I board the plane after giving the woman in the small podium my ticket. I smile at her and she smile's back as I board. I plop down into the comfy chair and take a deep breath. I reach into my purse and get some skittles. Yuuuuum I looooove the taste of the rainbow. I put my head back and decide that a little nap is in order before my beautiful beautiful future. Before I fall asleep i turn back and see a super cute, super tall mediterranean guy with dark eyes and dark hair. Oh my talk about tall, dark, and handsome. That guy is super yummy. Maybe when we land i'll flirt with him a bit or something. But soon after my planning my stalker stakeout to Mr. Tall, dark, and yummy i drift into a nice little nap.

Trey Williams

I tap on the dashboard and sigh. "Is it time yet?" I ask my copilot who had thankfully worked with me before. I was jittery this time which made me cautious. I was never jittery right before flight.

My copilot looks at me with a slightly amused expression and shakes his head. "They're still loading passengers, Trey."

I glare at him. "It always takes so damn long."

He laughs, putting his headset in place. "It's not my fault."

I press the com button when the steward signals me to do so and begin in my bored polite voice that I have been perfecting for many years, "Hello, ladies and gentleman you are departing from the San Francisco - Sydney flight. We will be departing in a few minutes. The expected flight time is around fourteen and a half hours. It will be around seven in the morning when we reach Sydney. The skies are fairly clear. You can expect a good flight with little turbulence, but emergencies can always happen. If you would please direct your attention to the front of your cabin, your flight attendants will show you the safety procedures and emergency exits."

I took my finger off the intercom button and leaned back in my chair, waiting for permission from the control tower to taxi down the runway.

-Zenna DeAngelo-

I walk up the ramp and into the plane without looking back at the ‘so called family’ who couldn’t bear looking after me and just had to send me away… For ‘my own good’, apparently.
Ignore them and make my way to my seat.
Across the row from a girl wearing a baseball cap. I though hats weren’t allowed on planes anyway. But then again I used to think that when someone’s family died they weren’t sent overseas to live with some errant father either.
Shows how much I know… I dump my bag on the floor in front of me and tilt my head up to stare at the ceiling.
A flight attendant makes her way over “Hello, miss. May I get you anything?”
I shake my head; soundlessly them manage to mutter, “No.”
A year ago I would have loved this. Being on a plane. Flying. What kid hasn’t dreamed of flying?
But right now nothing seems good. How could it, given the circumstances?
A few other people board the plane, making their way to their seats and I force myself not to keep track of them.

Now only if the plane would get started…

Cherish

I wake up for a limited time when I hear the pilot dude making his announcement about the flight. His voice is deep and velvety and I can picture it on the guy that I checked out earlier. Hm so now Mr. Tall, dark, and yummy has a voice. A nice, deep, smexy voice. I smile before putting my head back down to go back to sleep.

Spoiler

I apologize for any incorrect terminology. I've done some research on this, but not enough to get everything right.

Trey Williams

"US Air 2271, taxi to gate Alpha 7."

I sighed in relief. "Tower, US Air 2271, copy." I rolled the plane to one of the several runways and waited... again.

My co-pilot grinned at me as I slumped in my chair. "What's wrong with you, Trey?"

I shrugged grumpily. "Just jumpy today, I guess."

"US Air 2271, cleared for take off."

"Tower, US Air 2271, copy." I sped the plane up and felt a weight leave my shoulders as my wheels left the ground. "Tower, US Air 2271 switching to departure." As we passed the few clouds in the sky, a bit of that nervousness reappeared. I swallowed.

Something felt wrong.

-Teddy-


I woke up around 3 am in the morning , I logged onto my computer , and went on faceboook , on the way my computure got redirected to another page it was a holiday , so i bought a ticket , ran upstairs , and started packing, It took me half an hour to pack , mainly because I had to choose , what to pack , I waited another , hour and decided to eat breakfast , a few hours later , i drove down , to the plane , I parked my car off , got my stuff out and locked my car , I got my luggage put on , i got in and found my seat , i sat down , and got my iphone out and played it while i waited for everyone to get on , and then when everyone was on , i turned it off , and started to watch movies.

3 hours before getting on the plane


"You need a Holiday !! " , said my mum , I laughed at her and said " I got one , tell dad i said bye , but ive gotta go , home and pack , then i have to go to mcdonalds and get breakfast , i will come back before i go , i ran out the door and drove home.

Jules, Chelsea, Brittany, and I get into the cab, my cheeks still stained with tears. How could Alex break-up with me right before a concert? Especially right before I had to get on a plane! He knows how I feel about flying. The girls calm me down just as we get to the airport. We check our bags in and go to the gate. We have some time to kill, so we start singing some of our songs for the other guests and they love it! We definately have some new fans! Some even ask for autographs, and we hand out cards with our web adress on them. Then we realize we are at the wrong gate. We dash to the proper one just as it starts pre-boarding. We grab our stuff and wait to be called.

Once we get on the plane, the girls get comfortable, while I freak out. They literally had to drag me on here, and buckle me in the seat. I'm sitting between Jules and Brittany, and Chelsea is manning the other aisle to make sure I don't escape. Once everyone is in their seats, the pilot announces that we will be taking off soon, and the flight attendant does a safety demonstration. Here we go, no turning back now.

Once we're aloud to I put my phone on airplane mode, and find I have a new text. I wonder who it's from. Jules says it's probably Alex apologizing and begging me to take him back. I start laughing, until I open it. It's from Frank, my first boyfriend.

Hey babe, it's Frank. I was thinking, I miss you like crazy. How 'bout we get back together? Still love you more than life! I'll be backstage after your concert so we can talk, your boy Alex gave me his pass. I heard you two broke up, and I knew you would want a shoulder to cry on. See you then! You know I'm here for you! Love you babe!
-Frank

Oh no. I can't say yes, he'll just do it again... but if I say no, he'll probably kill me. Being with him isn't that bad, only when I don't do as told, or if he has a bad day. But that's any guy. I'm shaking a bit, a tear rolling down my face. I don't know why I'm so upset, I do love Frank, always have, it's just, he gets violent. Without knowing what I should do, knowing there might not be another alternative, I respond:

Frank,
I would love to get back together with you. I love and miss you a ton. See you at the concert tomorrow night! We'll talk more then, can't right now, I'm on the plane! Can't wait! See you then!
Love,
Ellie

The girls look at me and the phone, they try to talk me out of it, but I don't want to hear it. I silence them. I take a nap to clear my head of sadness and fear from guy drama all together, and fear of this plane.

Anyone else going to post more? Or did everyone forget that we started? Come on guys, please! I would like to continue!

Spoiler

My guy doesn't have anything else to do but crash, but I'll go ahead.

Trey Williams

We had made it three fourths of the way through the flight. It was flawless. My copilot made a few jokes. There were no crazies on the rest of my crew. I couldn't enjoy it like I did normally because the apprehension that began as a small worry grew to a wild pitch, making me paranoid.

I checked the gauges. Everything was in order.

I asked the tower for the status of other planes in the area near by at least three times. I was flying in practically uninhabited skies.

My copilot said I was overreacting. I didn't appreciate that comment.

Could the gauges be wrong? Could I be in a region of large birds? Could there be an AWOL plane?

The answer to all of these is an improbable but possible yes.

My copilot was telling me to "chill" for the fifth time when the plane shuddered.

I glanced at the gauges as they went wild and nodded as the lights flickered and my copilot began babbling into his headset. "Just chill," I muttered under my breath and prepared myself for an unexpected landing.

Josie Ashby

We were about ten hours into the flight, and I had been sleeping for the last two of that. I had tried to stay up as long as possible, but eventually I just conked out, my laptop still open on my tray table. Something told me I'd have a terrible case of jet lag once we landed in Sydney.

Speaking of jet lag, what did pilots do about that? Did they just get used to it? Huh.

Then, in the middle of the night, I was woken by a jolt. The plane was shaking--but it didn't feel like normal turbulence. This was different somehow.

I opened my window shade and turned in my seat, trying to get a better look at the wings. The plane was a giant 747, so it had two engines mounted under each wing. It was dark, the wing illuminated only by the flashing landing lights, but I could tell right away that something was wrong. The leading edge of the wing was crusted with ice, and so were the engines.

I pushed my call button, and a flight attended came over to my seat. "Do you need something?" she asked.

"Um, yeah, could you take a look at the wing?" I asked. "I think something's wrong."

"Oh, I'm sure it's just a little turbulence," the flight attendant said.

"Could you look anyway?" I asked again. My mom was an aeronautical engineer, so I knew a little about planes, and ice was never a good sign.

The flight attendant leaned over and peered out my window. As I watched, her eyes bugged out in alarm.

"Assume the crash position?" I asked.

Hunter O’Caine

Spoiler

Sorry I haven’t been able to post before now. The last week has been pretty hectic. I’ll try and post stuff up regularly now.

I sat quietly in my seat as the plane started up, taking off down the runway and launching us all into the sky.

It’s funny really.

I used to be terrified of planes when I was a little kid, thinking that if I’d ever get in one it would crash into the ocean and everyone would die.

Now, years on, I have mostly gotten over that fear but I don’t like plane’s more the less.
The sound of the engine first starting sounds a little too much like the artily guns right before they’re about to fire...

But I shouldn’t be thinking of that right now.

True I am heading back to my post... but I’m not there yet.
The plane will still be up in the air for hours. I have plenty of time to think... and preferably not about anything army related.

Taking my mind off the matter I look around the plane, taking in the decor, the furniture and the other people aboard.

There is a woman opposite me with long black hair and a North American appearance. She’s smiling slightly and looking towards the pilot’s quarters.
In the opposite row there is a boy with light brown hair smiling broadly and behind him a girl looking at her lap melodramatically, like nothing is going right for her.
Then there’s a tan girl with bruises on her face who’s leaning against her window a laptop sitting ouit ahead of her.

Towards the front of the passage there is a bunch of pretty girls dressed like rockstars, laughing like they’ve got the whole world ahead of them.
They probably do...
One of the girls in particular, is looking at a phone and looking increasingly nervous about something.

In the aisle stands a flight attendant and as if spotting me for the first time she walks over.
“Can I help you with anything, Sir?” She asks and I shake my head almost immediately.

“No thank you.”

She walks back to her position in the aisle every now and then saying something into a microphone attached to her shoulder.
After a while I just stop paying attention to the things going on around me.
I fall asleep.
Or maybe not quite asleep, (I haven’t really been able to do that in years) but somewhere close to it.

Sometime later the plane starts to shudder uncontrollably bringing me back into full consciousness.

Something clearly isn’t right.
I look out the window to see a dark sky. It’s night time now.

I turn to face the aisle again to see a flight attendant peering out the tanned girls window, looking in vague terms, more than a little freaked out.
Suddenly she backs away, stumbling towards the pilot’s quarters, panic obviously clear in her eyes.

I look around and see similar expressions mirrored in the eyes of the other passengers.

“What’s going on?” Somebody asks and I can’t help but nodding, waiting for somebody to answer but somehow already knowing.
Something is wrong with the plane.

The pilot’s voice suddenly comes through the loudspeaker.

Trey Williams

I glance back as the door flies open, and a flight attendant rushes in, chest heaving.

"There's ice. Lots of it," she gasps.

I frown but don't say anything, believe her. We're not high enough for ice to form. It was a reality at the moment though. I would think on it later. I sigh, nodding to myself, and glance at my copilot.

He shakes his head. "There's nothing but water for miles.

A cold, heavy silence comes over the cabin.

I don't handle emergencies well on the ground, but I was meant to be a bird, I think. I felt a great calm come over me and looked at my crew.

I take charge. "Go back out and act like everything is fine," I tell the stewardess, "Make sure you smile at everyone, comfort them, do your job." I tighten my grip on the steering as the plane dips dangerously, the lights flickering again. She seems to collect herself and stride back out.

When I have some control again I press the com, doing my best to sound cool and collected- something very close to my bored, polite voice- I announce, "Ladies and gentleman, We are experiencing some difficulty at the moment. If you haven't become aware yet, there is ice on our wings and engines. Please remain calm. I will be dropping the-" The lights flickered, cutting the com off. When they came back on I continued, "I will be dropping the oxygen masks. Please put them on. The crew and I will do all we can to ensure a safe landing, but you should know it will be an emergency one. We can do our best to keep you safe if you remain quiet in your seats."

I turn off the com and glance at my terrified copilot. "We have some lives to save."

I wake up when the plane starts shaking. Oh gosh! What's going on!? Jules, Chelsea, and Brittany try to calm me, saying its probably turbulance, but then the pilot comes on. He starts speaking, then we lose power, as soon as it returns, he finishes. The oxygen masks drop, and we're making anemergency landing. I really start freaking out, only this time the girls can't calm me, they're my rocks, and even they're a bit terrified. All my worst fears are coming true. I'm obviously a lot more scared than the girls, I almost forgot about the oxygen mask. I'm still freaking out though, and they have to help me get it on. Then the plane goes down, I don't pay attention to any detail, I'm scared out of my wits and crying. The girls and I join hands and close our eyes as it happens, knowing we'll all most likely not make it, we want to die together. But then we land, well, crash-land would be a better term. Some die on impact. The girls and I find a small opening, where others are evacuating from, but we'rerunning out of time, any longer on this plane and we'll be dead for sure. We barely make it to the "exit" and we ll feel light-headed. We know that's because there is almost no air in here. We help others out before us, and just as we are about to climb out, the plane's remains, start to sink into the ocean. I really feel faint now, and I feel someone pull me up, jst as I black out.

When I awake it's morning, we're on a remote island somewhere in the middle of the ocean. I ask around about the girls, but a girl I don't recognize, informs me that they never made it out. My head is still spinning from last ight, so it takes a minute to process. They're gone, they're dead, I'll never see them again, and I didn't get to say goodbye, didn't get to thank them for everything, didn't get to tell them how much they meant to me. I really lose it. I start screaming, and crying, and just overall having a big tantrum. It takes several peope to calm me down. They offer to sit and talk with me, but I walk away, I just wantto be alone right now, not to talk; I need to get used to being alone again. I sit in the sand, isolated from the group of fellow survivors, crying, and missing y best friends, who were better than a family to me, missing them alredy.

Cherish

I wake up to mr.tall dark and smexy's voice talking about technical difficulty or something. Ahhh the sound of his voice makes me feel all silky inside, like swallowing a cup of thick hot chocolate with marshmallows. Yum, just the thought makes me want some. The plane is shaking violently for some reason and people are panicking. Hmmm, so we're gonna crash. Sad story bro. The plane hits the waters roughly and i find myself jolted out of my seat. I pout but then begin crawling towards the exit while people are all panicking and crap. I climb onto the top of the plane from the exit and its dark out. I take my phone out and try to call Avery but theres no service. I see a girl coming out with her friends while the plane begins sinking, and she looks really faint. I go to help her while her friends try to push her out with one final shove to save her i guess. I pull her up, and look around at the few other survivors. Dammit how the hell-
I see the island from where i am and smile then jump into the ocean with the girl in my arms. I swim quickly and efficiently with the help of those long brutal swim lessons i used to take, I finally make it to the island lay the girl down, then venture around the island a bit before finding a nice spot to fall asleep on.
" Ahhhh" i sigh " my shitty shitty life..." i think than fall asleep once again.