Diesel POV
Bored.
Bored
Bored
Bored
BORED!!!!!
This is why I hate plane rides!!! They are so boring!!!
I'm sitting in the very back next to Logan and Blaze. Blaze fell asleep an hour ago, his head resting lightly on my shoulder, Logan's head was against the window, he was also snoozing.
So I'm the only one awake! And I have no one to talk to!!
I let out a heavy sigh as I feel millions of pairs of eyes on me.
People as soon as we got on the plane, turned and looked our way. Their eyes followed us all the way to our seats.
And I'm still bored.
Before Blaze fell asleep, he told me not to move unless I really have to. So yeah there's that.
Still bored.
My eyes scan over the passengers, landing on a very familiar face.
The woman and the man next to her share a sinister look. I watch as the woman stands, her grey orbs flicking across the plane.
The man also stands.
I watch as his hand reached for what looked to be the butt of a gun.
Oh, shit we've been high jacked!
I grab Blazes shoulder and give it a really hard shake.
"Blaze!" I whisper-scream. Blaze's head shoots into the air, I point at the man. "Look!"
Blaze's eyes widen as his gaze lands on the gun.
"Bloody hell!" His hissed.
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Fire and Gasoline
Mystery / ThrillerA murder happens in a small town. A murder that had the Ember family crest written all over it. A murder that was so violent it made national t.v. A murder that had professional detective Blaze Matches partnering up with a world renown criminal name...
