Nico's POV:

When I wake up, I find that somebody has reclined my chair after I fell asleep. I glance       around the plane to gather my surroundings but everything is how I remember it. From    behind me, I hear footsteps coming towards me.

"Hey, good sleep?" Will asked. I was about to make a sarcastic comment but he seemed actually concerned.

"Yeah, I did. But I've got a dry throat now," I replied sounding as casual as I possibly could.

"Ok, well there's some hot coco in the kitchen I'll go grab some. Marshmallows and cream?" he asked. His voice was soft and soothing like a melody rhyme a mother would sing to her children.

"Yeah, please," Am I blushing? No I am Nico Di Angelo I do not blush when spoken to.         

A couple of minutes later, Will returned with two large mugs of hot coco and extra cream and marshmallows. He handed me one of the beverages then as he opened his mouth to speak I heard a muffled shout for Will. Immediately, he slammed his cup on the table then darted back to the end of the aircraft. As soon as took my first sip, I could feel warmth travelling through my body.

"Due to recent events, we will not be landing. All those wishing to exit the plane will receive a parachute and will be expected to jump. Please ensure that all passengers are accompanied by another trained traveller. Thank you for your time." The pilot announced.

The words: You are expected to jump ran through my mind over and over again. What if the parachute breaks? I'm dead. What if Bianca falls? She's dead. What if Will falls? He's dead. But I can't think of this.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

HAI!!! Sorry this is short but it's building up to a bigger chapter xxx Anyways, Thanks for reading xxx

-Geeky_Glader xxx