Flight after Egypt

"Oh great, another challenge. Just what I was hoping for." Noah sarcastically said as he took a seat at of the few tables and crossed his legs. Chris was no where to be seen and yet, he sounded impatient through the loudspeaker, as if he'd been waiting for them for hours. Well, it was Chris, he was probably already sick of these kids... And when is he ever on time?

"Oh, shut it nerd, not winning anything doesn't give you permission to complain about everything." Heather said, obviously annoyed by his constant use of sarcasm. She took the seat across from his and crossed her arms. "Whoa, I'm sorry, your highness. I must've forgotten my 'I love Heather' attitude at home." He rolled his eyes and crossed his own arms. They glared at each other across the table. If you were there, you could actually see the little sparks of lighting that appeared between them. "Noah, Heather, there's no need to fight, we're all friends here, see?" Alejandro took a seat beside Heather, placed one of his arms around her and grinned. Heather stared at him for a moment, stunned yet, infuriated at the same time. Noah's blood boiled as his glare moved towards Alejandro, then back at Heather. Not more than a few seconds later, she shrugged his arm off of herself. "I am not your friend. I will never, ever, ever, be friends with anyone on this piece of junk." She stood and leaned against a nearby wall. Noah simply smirked and shook his head at her.

"Looks like the new guy's got a crush on Heather." Dj said as he attempted to nudge his buddy Owen. Once he realized that he was nudging the air, he turned to look for the one who was walking next to him. He frowned at the boy curled up in a ball and pulled him to his feet. "I can't do this man! We're all gonna die!" Owen cried, comically throwing his arms into the air. DJ led him to one of the tables and rubbed his hand against Owen's back as an attempt to comfort him once they sat. Just as Owen was about to calm down, Izzy cart wheeled into the room and jumped onto the table he was currently at. "Iz! Stop! You're making the insides of the plane dizzy!" Owen leaped under the table and shivered like a puppy in the rain. "Alright! Big-O, get up and jump! Let's make this plane ride a roller-coaster ride!" Izzy jumped off the table and grabbed onto Owens wrist. She ignored his cries and continued to jabber on. "You know, this one time, I rode The Corkscrew, you know, the super fast roller coaster than has like, a bagillion loops? Yeah! On the last loop, the ride just totally stopped, yeah, we were upside down and this one guy, he almost died because he was a total rebel and he didn't buckle himself in right but-"

"We don't care, crazy girl." Noah interrupted. Izzy shrugged and continued to pull Owen from his 'safe spot.'

The rest of the contestants flooded in and the room was soon filled with mindless conversations about the past and the future. They went on and on about who they were before the show, and what they thought was going to happen, or what they wanted to happen. Nobody paid any attention to the present outside of challenges. Nobody knew why, it was just the way things went. Harold had his face glued to one of the many windows as he tried to theorize where they were heading, Gwen and Courtney sat awkwardly next to each other, and LeShawna, Lindsay, and Bridgette were busy drooling over Alejandro. Noah was ready to smash his head against the cold, metallic table, then Cody walked in. He thought it was about time he and his buddy had a conversation. Noah got up, brushed himself off and walked towards the boy with the gap-toothed smile. The last time they shared a full conversation was the bus ride to where they took off for the first time. Noah needed someone normal to talk to, and Cody was the closest one to.

"Hey Cody." Noah said casually, taking the seat next to his pal's. "Liking your team?" He looked towards Heather, who was busying herself by filing her nails.

"Well, I should." Cody scratched his head and looked towards Gwen. "Gwen's on my team... But, she's consistently bickering with Courtney or Heather or worse, Both!" He slapped his hand at his forehead in frustration.

Noah patted his back cautiously, trying not to make things awkward. There had been far too many awkward moments between them already, and he didn't want to ruin everything they had.

"At least you've got someone who actually likes you." Noah said, trying to make Cody feel better. He noticed Cody's sudden face change and removed his hand from his back and mentally braced himself for the explosion.

"Sierra?" Cody shouted, "She does not like me Noah, she- she's obsessed!" Cody's voice cracked near the end of that sentence, and Noah fought the urge to laugh. Noah thought back to when his voice wasn't as... Mature as it sounds now and reminisced. 'Good times...' Noah thought, sarcastically, of course. A not too familiar voice shattered his thoughts and his head shot up. He looked towards Cody, who wore the face of a coward. "OMG, Cody! I have been looking everywhere for you!" Sierra snatched Cody up into her arms and squeezed. "Speak of the devil..." Noah mumbled towards Cody before making his way away from the couple. "Don't be shy Cody, you can hug back." Sierra squeezed tighter, forcing nervous chuckles to escape from Cody. He was trying to be nice. Boy, was he trying.

Noah made his way back to his original spot only to find it taken by Heather. He walked behind her and cleared his throat as loudly, and annoyingly, as he could. He rolled his eyes. Just as he'd thought, she had ignored him. He tapped her shoulder twice, forcing her to slap his hand away.

"Do not touch me." Heather threatened, her back still facing him. Noah couldn't believe how rude she was, actually, he could.

"Why not? Afraid your costume will fall off, revealing how ugly you really are?" Heather froze and he bit his tongue. Even though he had almost no experience with girls, he knew that they were sensitive once it came to calling them ugly, or anything along the lines of that. Everyone was insecure now-a-days, but he knew Heather must be over a hundred times more insecure than the average girl. She didn't show it, and she's been fooling everyone around her, but him.

"What do you want from me?" Heather said through her teeth, trying not to show how she felt on the inside. Her heart pounded as flashes from her past flew through her mind like a hurricane. Noah stopped himself from saying what he wanted. He wanted to tell her to get up and off his seat. Technically, it wasn't his seat, but he was there first. He sighed.

"Nothing, nevermind." He walked towards the wall she leaned on beforehand and positioned himself in the same way she did. He felt guilty. Too guilty. Something was wrong here.

A/N: Pretty short, I know, but that's because I don't know what I'm doing right now. Haha. I've got more, but I don't know... You know? I mentioned everyone that was still in the competition at the time. Oh, I missed someone? Was his name Dave? Oh well. Anyways, I'll have the second chapter up soon, it'll probably be as short as this one... Or maybe longer 'cause there's a new episode coming out later today. (It's around 1am right now and that means it's Monday!) Maybe I'll get more ideas. Jeez, I really run out fast. Goodnight.