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"amsterdam ( Which Is Part Of My Book"

Ch. 3 Amsterdam

Standing in the terminal where, you receive your boarding pass in front of the gate, with my carry on duffle bag in hand. I wanted to hurry and get my boarding pass, so I could hang out more with Jesse."Would you like a window or isle seat, Mike?"

"Window, I still always like staring out into the scenery of the mountains and city scape." Said in the airport terminal, at the gate, with a fiery smile, where you could almost see all her teeth.

"Here's your boarding pass, and if you want to look at the plane it's just off to your left of this information stand where the windows are, left of the boarding door, in the waiting area, there are a few seats still open, over there, the plane should be ready, to board soon."

"Ok, hey Jesse, you gonna try to get the isle seat next to me?

"Yeah, is it available?"

"Let me check real quick," After, the flight attendant typed away,

"Mmm it looks like, I'll place you in," Damn she's a pretty flight attendant, about 5'8, Asian, and with a curvy figure.

"And here's your boarding pass 25A next to 25B."

"Come on Jess, let's check out this plane, while we wait,(intercom, now boarding passengers in first class) oh sounds like their calling first class to board."

"Maybe we can take some more pictures, we've got a lot of us smoking, let's get some of the plane."

"Kiss me or loose me for ever,"

Wow, what a nice smile, and look at those hips I'm gonna grab them.

"I love your smile and these hips."

Mmm, her nice, soft kiss, and yet firm on the inside of her lips.

"I'm gonna take a seat and get my expensive camera with an extended zoom ready for some plane pictures."

Wow, the plane looks shiny, oh, the glare from the giant ten foot window, where are my favorite pilot sunglasses, oh yeah I got my cool shades on, now.

"Jesse, you ready to take a picture of the plane?"

"Yes, my camera is ready."

Her hips still look so cute when she stood up from the first plastic row chair closest to the windows.

"The glare, refracting off the window, may mess with the shot. I'll look for a spot that has,"

I couldn't believe what I was seeing

out the window, the plane seem to have fire coming from just over the near wing close to the main body of the plane. On closer inspection, stepping, closer, closer and closer to the window, a thunder, on a sunny day? That came from the other side of the airport. Metal bending from the other side of the airport. Check on the fire that I could swear I saw, probably simply a mirage, look for it search for it, all I saw was a large ever growing fire ball that was red, and had black lines going through the fire, Wow, a ball of mucus, that was red and black, the fire ball expanded over the whole terminal. I feel the thunder vibrating in my body, there goes the glass in front of me, waves in the window pain right next to me, that thunder sound again, I was already in a sprint to dive behind the plastic row chairs. On the 10 foot sprint, I saw Jesse standing there a few feet behind me, just standing there, still looking out the window, I grabbed her by her waist, dropped her flat on her butt behind the blue plastic row chairs, adjacent to the windows, and fell on top of her.

"I feel something hard poking me almost all the way through my abdomen," said quietly and calmly.

"Move up a little, yeah like that, it looks like, it's just my camera, the whole place is filling with smoke, it's hard to see anything," tilting her head up.

"I'm hoping everyone else is ok," she said.

My heart is pounding,

"Are you getting all flustered over me?"

"It's my wrists there throbbing, move a little so I can get my hands up from behind your head to undo this hug hold I have you in, ooh, the glass is everywhere, my palms have glass in them, now, from dragging my hands across the carpet,"said calmly again.

"Poor thing"

"My hero though, let's get up and see if we can find everyone else."

My knees shaking, legs feel like rubber, and boy are they swore, got to make sure, got to remember don't touch anything with my hands, there killing me, and starting to go numb, from the pain of the glass poking threw my jeans .

Man, the smoke is really filling the terminal, my head and body are throbbing and still vibrating down to my bones. Crawling aimlessly a few feet, following the line of row chairs feeling for the base of the chair set to the very last chair in the smoke filled, dark terminal, I can hear my heart beating faster and faster. The smoke began to cloud my lungs. It's getting really hot in this terminal, I'm starting to sweat so bad. Thud, I heard a thud the pay phones, which were in the middle of the room had something destroy them from the ceiling,

"Cough, cough," People's voices in the background calling out in agony.

I gotta take a knee I'm so tired and winded, I've got to wipe this sweat before it get's in my eyes, what, that looks red, in my eye brows, it's blood droplets in my eye brows, oh no, few, it's from my hands, blood from my hands. Take a deep breath

"Jesse, where are you?"

No response, after seconds passing,

My eyes began to tear, alone, in the dark, in this smoke filled room, it feels like forever is passing. Kneeling there not thinking anymore, suddenly, I think those are tears flowing down my face from the smoke, I started to shake or what feels more like trembling, the longer I sit the worse the trembling, all over my body becomes. Am I still here, what's happening, streaming through my mind, the trembling won't stop, my hands, arms, legs trembled in consortium, up to my neck and head, it's not stopping. Ok, I have to put my head back up, and not stare at the ground any more, the trembling is getting worse, the tears, just tears, never let them see you down..

"Your knees are in glass baby,"

"Groans,"

I hear something, other people, there are other people

"This way through the darkness, baby,"

I stood up a little,

"Walk toward the center of the room, and keep your head down, baba."

Walking, crouched down toward the center of the terminal.

"There are metal beams here, reach your hand out through the smoke, and feel for it you'll be ok."

The endless trembling, began to calm a little, the smoke began to clear, some. Standing there crouched down, looking straight ahead, in a blur of smoke and tears, it seemed to be a mirage, a five foot Asian girl, not the flight attendant, with four tattoos on her and a flawless slim body with long flowing raven hair. In the haze of my mind and the terminal, trying to catch my breath, while still shaking.

"More groans, in the background" of people injured and dying.

"Does anyone know, CPR," yelled some stranger.

Out of the semiconsciousness, fog, that same Asian girl said.

" I do,"

and floated me by the hand, and brought me further down to the end of the terminal. There was a approximately 50 something year old women laying there with some blood all around her,

"I'm a paramedic start the respirations,"

Kneeling down next to the paramedic, in front of the knocked out women's body, with more glass on the ground all around her, I closed my eyes for what seemed like an eternity, I hope, my heart pounding and the shivering would just stop.

"I love you,"

were the words I heard, with warm breath on my right cheek. Searching over to my right, wow, a five foot Asian girl, again with her eyes closed, leaning over me, I can feel her warm breath. It made me feel warm in my abdomen, that feeling kept moving upward to my heart, up to my head and down through my arms and legs, it's calming me.

whispered "Start respirations now, baby"

"done with my pumps"

I opened my eyes and tilted her head, by her neck with my two fingers, I leaned in and started breathing in her mouth.

"Cough, cough"

"She's back," said the paramedic, that was right next to me.

Standing up, looking down at the glass and the woman who was recovering, I felt warm in my heart. Saving her saved me, now, where is that girl cute Asian girl? Walking to the other end of the terminal toward the same blue, plastic row chairs next to the glass,

"take my hand baba,"

"everyone evacuate the terminal, from the side door, to the run way," said a person with a badge, Keep moving, toward the door, don't let go of her hand, shifting my head up I saw a line of people scurrying out the door. Racing down the stairs keeping up with people around me I looked up I saw smoke still billowing from a pile of rubble, keep moving, don't let go of her hand. Down the stairs, out the doors, walking along side of the airport by the runway, gotta make it out of here, trying to keep up with the mob of people, finally outside the airport wanting to make it to the street in front of the airport. Once I reached the side walk by the street, sweet relief, catching by breath from the fast walk to a jog, I let go of her hand and crouched down and held on to my knees.

An officer approached and with his bull horn began to say

"everyone will have to come back tomorrow to be interviewed, if you need a place to stay we will help you find one."

My teacher came around the corner and said

"Try to find a cab I now a hotel we can go to but let's try to wrangle everyone in the class together too,"

We all began to cluster around the curb looking for a cab when Pete was across the street and said

"I found a couple of cabs hurry and let's get out of here,"

The class piled into a couple of cabs and headed to the hotel the teacher had in mind.

Once there I just wanted to sleep from the long day which seemed like a few short hours. The hotel was a slanted cavernous space with smooth dry hall and only stairs with no elevator. I fell asleep that night as soon as I hit the pillow in my hotel room.

"It's time to go back to the airport it's 9am,"

I wandered out to a chair in the lobby with some jitters about returning to the airport again. When my whole class gathered in the lobby we left to the airport. Arriving at the terminal I was nervous, nervous about having to tell the people in charge about my experiences of the day before, but be strong. Stepping into the terminal on the other side of the airport from where the explosion happened I couldn't wait to get my interview over with. Sitting down in a room with a

"hello Micheal Stephens I'm a intelligence agent I want to know your account of what happened."

"Well, I heard the explosion then saw and jumped behind a plastic row chair and grabbed my girl friend, after that I went toward the middle of the terminal, where some Asian girl brought me over to a women who needed CPR, I assisted with respirations with someone who said they were a paramedic from America. Then I proceeded out the terminal through a side door and around to the street where my class got a cab and went to a hotel."

"Wow, what an experience what class are you taking and what's your major."

"I'm taking Art History and I'm a graphic design major"

"Since you're the first one to interview out of your class I just wanted you to know we plan on retracing your steps to see where exactly you came from in Europe, we'll send some people to your hotel to go over it more in depth, and we can ask your teacher for the rest."

I left tired and sick to my stomach, wondering about that Asian girl is she real or did I imagine an angel? The next days went by in a haze question after question to me and my class. All I could think was what happened to that cute Asian girl?

two way mirror and yellow painted dry wall all around. There was a table in font of me it felt cold on my folded arms and the hard wood chair felt uncomfortable. When one of the people in charged walked in he began to say