"We are not going."
Yes we are. We have to if we want to go to Africa.
"I do not want to go to Africa."
Come on.
He looked at me, his eyes pleading. "Fine, but I will not be flying the plane. I will not go on any of your crazy trips either. "
A few hours later, we stepped onto a private jet. A few more, and we were there."Now what- ahhhh." The jet nosedived into the ocean. The jet jolted, and water begin to fill it up. I looked at Demitri with horror. He looked back with fright in his eyes. I was not going to stay in a sinking plane, so I rammed the glass and broke free. I looked back to see Demitri, but he was gone. I stared in shock, before laying back to rise for air. I was too far down, and floating would not get me up. I tried the pen technique, but I was only slowly rising to th
