GABRIELLA'S POV:
The inside of the plane was so beautiful and fit for a royal. The theme color of the interior decoration was black and gold with a very small touch of white.
There were gold leather seats, tables, two black couches, an island filled with nothing but all this related to junk food which was neatly arranged, an already set up PS4, a flat and wide screen TV, some catalogues, magazines, and books, et cetera.
A female stewardess came to us. A very beautiful brunette with an extremely short body hug skirt that revealed most of their thighs.
"Good morning André." The tall but curvy beautiful brunette said in this kind of girly pitchy voice as she flaunted her whitened teeth.
"Good morning René." He smiled at her.
"Is this your cousin?" The René girl asked as she eyed me up.
"No actually." He chuckled then pulled me closer.
"I'm his girlfriend." I said by myself as there was the reaction.
"Oh." Her face slumped. "That's nice." René said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes at all.
The pilots came over and greeted both André and I. They were all showering him with respect as though he was royal or some shit like that...not only him but me. I gotta say, I liked it. When André told me to go sit in one of the seat and he went to speak with the pilots, the René girl came over to me.
She looked at me as I was some piece of rag and I shot her a glare.
"Listen you bitch, Andre's mine. Don't think because you're his girlfriend you can keep me away from him. I mean you look at you, you are no way near my league, you're just a worthless piece of crap."
"Aren't you like twenty or something? You do know that André is seventeen—"
"He's turning eighteen next week." She snapped and I chuckled. "It doesn't matter if I'm older. I don't care. I've been working for his uncle since late last year and André always flies with his uncle's planes whenever he's travelling, and I make sure I'm always there, sooner or later, he'll dump you and come after me. There is no absolute way that my hard work is going down the drain." She smirked at me. "So back off you bit—"
"Brie, you okay?" André came as he looked at me.
"So I just need to relax, lean back and sleep. You need to rest in order for the headache to go." René's voice and words changed immediately to nice. "We have acetaminophen, I'll go get it for you." She rose up and I did not miss the wink she sent to André before leaving.
"What's wrong? Headache?" He came and sat beside me.
"I'm just having a slight headache."
Hey, it's true. And I don't want to bother him by tell him what René said. There's no point, she's a bitch and that's a fact.
The plane was ready to take off and we sat with our seatbelts fastened.
"Wait, are we the only passengers on the plane?" I asked him.
"Yeah we were. What happened?" He raised my hand up to his lips and rained kisses on my knuckles.
"Nothing actually I was just asking. Where are we going?" I asked again.
"Baby it's a surprise. Just wait alright. Anyways, you must be hungry. You haven't eaten this morning right?" He asked and I nodded.
"Dré?"
"Mmhmm?" He looked at me.
"You haven't eaten well also." I said to him.
"I'm not hungry." He averted my eyes.
YOU ARE READING
THE NEW GIRL
Teen Fiction"You lied to me! And that sorry stunt at the Cafeteria during lunch last week was just to woe me then you could use and dump! Here I was thinking we could be something and-" I cut her off. I suddenly became annoyed. "What?" My mood changed immediate...
