before she decided that it was time to move on and chase after her own happiness. There was no point in continuing to hate herself about it, especially now that he had started to move on too, a little more quickly than she had planned on, actually.
The intercom boomed from overhead. “Flight 5761 to New York will begin boarding in a few minutes. Anyone who needs special assistance or has children, please begin the boarding process now. Thank you,” the politely bored voice informed all the passengers.
That was her flight, she thought, feeling a little nervous for the first time since she had booked her plane ticket. She was finally doing it, finally going to see the world, traveling on her own, free of attachments. She was honestly more excited than nervous. She had always wanted to travel, but during college when she could have studied abroad, she felt like she had to stay with Brandon, not wanting him to have to worry about their relationship. That had turned out well. Then after college, they had gotten more serious, making it impossible for her to go, unless they were going together, which she really just did not feel like rushing to do. When she thought of traveling the world, she thought of doing it on her own, and now she was getting what she wanted.
“Oh, Samantha Elizabeth, look at the mess you’ve made,” the woman suddenly shouted after seeing the chocolate stained yellow dress. “Come on, let’s hurry and change in the bathroom before we have to get on the plane,” she said, exasperated, stuffing the newspaper in her briefcase.
As Alexis listened to the impatient heels click quickly away in the distance, she thought of it as the sound of her old life fading away. She could feel it. She knew that nothing would ever be the same after this adventure.
****
The cabin lights came back on, waking Alexis from a fitful sleep. It had been a long plane ride from Charlotte to New York, and even longer from New York to London. After basically spending an entire day in the world of transportation, Alexis was ready to crash, but first she would have to wait for her luggage, and then find her hostel for the night. She yawned, feeling herself wake up as they brought the small breakfast tray by her row.
“Tea or coffee, miss?” the attendant asked brightly.
“Coffee, please,” she responded. The woman smiled and handed her a steaming cup. She realized that everyone around her was British and most were ordering tea. She thought that had just been a joke about the English. Maybe they really just preferred tea to coffee, she pondered.
She hoped she did not seem like this was her first time going abroad. It did not matter to her that it was really, she just did not want to come across that way. As a journalist, she needed to begin trying to blend in as much as possible, only speaking when spoken to and asking all of the right questions, if she was going to make this Travel Journalism job she had basically invented when talking to her boss before leaving the magazine. She had convinced him to put a travel section in the Modern Woman of Today, saying that she could give the perspective of a single woman out on her own experiencing the world and being fearless. Jacob loved it when anything made women seem “fearless” or “fierce” and so she had been able to convince him.
She did actually think it was a good idea, but she had been worried because she asking the magazine to at least fund her flight over, which they had agreed to only because of her outstanding record working for them since she started as a college intern nearly five years ago.
The magazine was not going to pay for anything more than her first flight over and her first night’s stay in
The intercom boomed from overhead. “Flight 5761 to New York will begin boarding in a few minutes. Anyone who needs special assistance or has children, please begin the boarding process now. Thank you,” the politely bored voice informed all the passengers.
That was her flight, she thought, feeling a little nervous for the first time since she had booked her plane ticket. She was finally doing it, finally going to see the world, traveling on her own, free of attachments. She was honestly more excited than nervous. She had always wanted to travel, but during college when she could have studied abroad, she felt like she had to stay with Brandon, not wanting him to have to worry about their relationship. That had turned out well. Then after college, they had gotten more serious, making it impossible for her to go, unless they were going together, which she really just did not feel like rushing to do. When she thought of traveling the world, she thought of doing it on her own, and now she was getting what she wanted.
“Oh, Samantha Elizabeth, look at the mess you’ve made,” the woman suddenly shouted after seeing the chocolate stained yellow dress. “Come on, let’s hurry and change in the bathroom before we have to get on the plane,” she said, exasperated, stuffing the newspaper in her briefcase.
As Alexis listened to the impatient heels click quickly away in the distance, she thought of it as the sound of her old life fading away. She could feel it. She knew that nothing would ever be the same after this adventure.
****
The cabin lights came back on, waking Alexis from a fitful sleep. It had been a long plane ride from Charlotte to New York, and even longer from New York to London. After basically spending an entire day in the world of transportation, Alexis was ready to crash, but first she would have to wait for her luggage, and then find her hostel for the night. She yawned, feeling herself wake up as they brought the small breakfast tray by her row.
“Tea or coffee, miss?” the attendant asked brightly.
“Coffee, please,” she responded. The woman smiled and handed her a steaming cup. She realized that everyone around her was British and most were ordering tea. She thought that had just been a joke about the English. Maybe they really just preferred tea to coffee, she pondered.
She hoped she did not seem like this was her first time going abroad. It did not matter to her that it was really, she just did not want to come across that way. As a journalist, she needed to begin trying to blend in as much as possible, only speaking when spoken to and asking all of the right questions, if she was going to make this Travel Journalism job she had basically invented when talking to her boss before leaving the magazine. She had convinced him to put a travel section in the Modern Woman of Today, saying that she could give the perspective of a single woman out on her own experiencing the world and being fearless. Jacob loved it when anything made women seem “fearless” or “fierce” and so she had been able to convince him.
She did actually think it was a good idea, but she had been worried because she asking the magazine to at least fund her flight over, which they had agreed to only because of her outstanding record working for them since she started as a college intern nearly five years ago.
The magazine was not going to pay for anything more than her first flight over and her first night’s stay in
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