Jello Theory Airplane Novels & Stories

Interior of the private jet. *********** Theo pov I don't like air travel. Why because firstly, I have travelling sickness so I usually eat less before take off, secondly the first non-animated movie which I watched was cast away, thirdly plane food sucks. We have to reach Italy by 5 in the evening. Mum, Maria, Angelo and me were now getting ready for take-off. I can see Maria still pissed at the rest of us cause she has not uttered a single word. The only words she speaks are hmm's or 'okay's.

Private Jet En Route to Dubai – 3:22 AM Michael Coleman pressed a bloodied handkerchief to his split lip as the jet climbed through turbulent clouds. The G650 shuddered around him, the luxury cabin's warm lighting contrasting with the darkness that enveloped both the sky outside and his prospects. The handcrafted Italian leather seat that had once felt like a throne now seemed to mock him with its opulence. The metallic taste of failure coated his tongue—worse than the blood.

clock in the evening. "Got it," Cassie answered perfunctorily. Suddenly, she thought of something and turned her head to ask, "Javen, do you know why this plane had this accident?" "Someone did it" "How did you know?" asked Cassie. Javen"s voice was calm, "I know a bit about the principles of flight. It doesn"t seem like a normal accident." "Then do you think it"s possible that Andy or the Brown Group did this?" Cassie thought about it for a long time. She couldn"t think of anyone else who hated her and Javen so much and wanted to kill them.

Jacob huffed in annoyance, "Urgh, what a jinx, having to fly on the same plane with his sort!" Elaine wheeled on Jacob right then, leering and chuckling cooly, "What are you worried about? This is the best! We are not taking this lying down—I'll get one back once we board our flight!" Claire flinched in surprise and promptly hugged her arm, reasoning earnestly. "Please, Mom. Just calm down—causing trouble on the plane is not the same as on the ground. Just a little fuss mid-flight and it gets blown out of proportion, and there's almost always an air marshal on every flight these days. They are basically police in planes, so you could get arrested if you start anything."

Jewel took Darryl's arm and quipped excitedly as she was happily skipping while pulling Darryl through the crowd toward a cellphone shop before saying, "Master, phones in the Great East Continent are very heavy and bulky, but these phones are so small in the World Universe!" While talking, Jewel jumped up excitedly and pointed in the air before saying, "Mister, look at the thing flying in the sky!" "That's called an airplane." Darryl laughed and caressed Jewel's head. "If you like it, I’ll take you on it one day." Initially, Darryl was in a bad mood. However, Jewel had such an amiable character that Darryl was amused by her. "Sure! Mister, you’ve promised to take me on a plane." Jewel was ve

s “Jelly stop HAHAHAHA” She noticed Jelly and Jello giggling as they paddled down the hill of the falls. They're having a great time playing on the falls' side. She felt relieved and was going to join them when Jelly fell into the water, causing her to run as quickly as a flash. She knows Jelly and Jello can't swim, and the water appears to be rather deep. She's trying her hardest to go down there, but the formation of large boulders and the slick slopes make it difficult for her to get down; she tripped and fell.

(James POV) After a small amount of turbulence towards the end of the flight, we landed safely in Honolulu. As soon as we got off of the airplane, Sheila approached me and began to complain about how scared she was having to sit all by herself during the "wild crazy life-threatening turbluence." When I raised my eyebrows in disbelief, she said that she was sure that the passengers in coach felt more of the turbulence than the passengers in first class because of the low quality of the materials used for their seats.

“Don’t touch anything!” “Gee, you’re touchy,” Elliott said, holding his hands up in front of him. “Believe me, Jo, this is not my first time in an airplane, okay? I know not to touch anything.” Jo made a face at him and then returned her attention to the space in front of them. It was so dark, she couldn’t see much of anything anyway, but she felt like someone should be watching where they were going in case another plane came out of nowhere or a mountain popped up in front of them.

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX ISABELLA’S POV Theo had the most fun on our flight. He had never been on a plane before let alone a private jet. He couldn’t sit still after we took off. Adrian entertained him too by moving around with him. I expected him to be scared on his first flight but he showed no signs of fear.

“I’m Dolly. Now close the window, will you, it’s a damn draft.” Another belch. Jia would have taken a deep breath to steady herself if she weren’t afraid of passing out on the stench of stagnant alcohol in the process. “The window’s broken, actually. They can’t fix it for another hour or so,” she said glibly. It was futile to explain to the woman that she was in a jet, not a building, and she was too far gone to appreciate the effort anyway. Better to just lie and get it over with. “If you put on some clothes, it should be warmer, though.”