Words and Photoshop: Jeremy Curry
“Would you like peanuts or a cookie?” asked the flight attendant. “Am I able to have both?” The attendant laughed, and gave Arthur both a chocolate chip cookie and a bag of peanuts. Arthur gave a tiny smirk to the attendant and thanked her. He was on a flight to Paris, France with his mother, and he couldn’t have been happier. His mother was gracious enough to take him on the trip because he was graduating Jr. High with fantastic grades, and also because she felt that the boy needed a break. Not to mention that Arthur’s mother won the lottery! It seemed to Arthur that his luck was beginning to change. After years of being teased and being called a “geek”, he could now relax and know that things were changing for the better.
Arthur prepared for his trip by reading Beginner’s French for two weeks straight, and signing books on France out of the library. He may have wasted a couple weeks of vacation time reading, but it was well worth it if he was going to immerse himself in the culture. He couldn’t wait to stand at the top of the Eiffel Tower! He was a little disgusted to hear that the French enjoy eating frogs’ legs, but also heard they had good cheese. He managed to get a couple of addresses from friends and acquaintances back at his school, so he could write them postcards. His best friend Yick Yu would probably appreciate one, although he was treating him a little differently since his mother won the lottery. He seemed to be jealous, taking it out on Arthur by making snarky comments. Oh well, Yick and Arthur got through a lot of tough times during Jr. High, so the least he could do to say “thanks” would be to write him a postcard, and maybe pick him up a souvenir.
Caitlin Ryan was another friend who’s address he had managed to snag. She wasn’t a good friend, just more of an acquaintance and a frequent partner when it came to school activities. Arthur had a major crush on her, and wanted to make her “more than a friend”. He thought he might be able to express his feelings for her in the postcard. When he got back, maybe she would be waiting at the airport to thank him. Maybe she would wrap her arms around him and tell him that she loves him, and was too shy to express her feelings until now! Then they would share a passionate kiss next to the baggage claim. He wasn’t thinking about how his dad would be with him, or that Caitlin was too young to drive, so her mom would probably have to drive her all the way to the airport for this to work. How would she know when he arrives? He couldn’t call her. Logistics be damned, Arthur was just thinking of a beautiful moment.
As Arthur sipped on a tiny glass of Coke, the plane started to rattle quickly, and performed what could only be described as a huge hop. Coke splattered all over Arthur’s face and his new white dress shirt. “Aw, why did I have to wear white?!” he whined out loud. “Attention ladies and gentlemen, we are traveling though a bit of turbulence here. If you could please stay seated and fasten your seatbelts until we turn the seatbelt sign back off, that would be much appreciated,” the captain said. Arthur looked at his mother with a troubled expression…