Overthinking

I chuckled to myself as I stuffed the last of the jewels into a suitcase. Recently, I had partaken in a heist which involved stealing some of the most precious metals that had been selfishly hoarded by the government. Okay... maybe selfishly is a bit of an over exaggeration, but who cares? I'm rich! After hearing the satisfying zip of the suitcase, I removed my pure-as-snow mask and set it down nearby.
Of course, I had no time to lose, they would find me here eventually. "Too bad they'll be too late to accompany me." I thought aloud to myself, grinning widely. You see, I've done a few crimes in my past, and it's not that I'm a bad person. Oh no, it's just that I get sort of a thrill while doing it. Almost like riding a roller coaster. Once you do it once, you have the urge to do it again, and again, and again. There's really nothing I can do about it.
Luckily, my heist had happened to take place nearby an airport. And it just happened to be that I had a flight to Japan, under the name of Adeline Walter. It's amazing what you could do with a few lines of code. Some of you reading might understand that last sentence as a reference to James Moriarty. Though many depict him simply as a fictional character, I'm basically the living, breathing, female embodiment of him. Now I'm starting to get boring. Let's continue.
My legs walked at a fast pace as I effortlessly walked through the security checkpoints. What amateurs. Not long after, I boarded my flight. First class, of course. I just made myself 5.8 million dollars. Let me enjoy it. I closed my eyes, smiling as the shuffle of feet echoed through my ears. It didn't last long. The soft murmuring turned into a massive roar, followed by screaming.
My eyes slowly open, examining my surroundings. There seems to be a crowd around a certain seat. Are they even allowed to be in this section of the plane? I feel myself standing up and walking towards the commotion. As I make my way through the crowd, I gasp at what I see. Andy Biersack. Andy. Biersack. I internally scream. I admit, I'm sort of a fangirl, but I'm strong enough not to show it. It seems as though my brain hasn't processed that I've been staring awkwardly at him for quite some time. When I came back to reality, I noticed that he was staring into my eyes, expecting me to say something. All I can muster to say is- "Hello." God Amelia, what's wrong with you?
My hand stretched out, gesturing for a hand shake. He shakes my hand, trying to hide a smile. His eyes revert lower, looking over my outfit. I quickly realize why. How could I be so stupid? I was wearing a champagne pink gown, slim fitting and elegant. Along with jewelry that complimented my dyed pink hair. It wasn't my style, but I had to dress that way in order to be able to get anywhere close to the treasure I stole. I hadn't even thought to change.
"Big plans?" Andy asks, still holding my hand from the awkwardly long handshake.
"Yeah..." I reply. I quickly let go of his hand, turn around ,and gracefully walk back to my seat. I'm sweating at this point. What just happened?

Notes

I'm doing this instead of writing my application to go to an art school (: I might publish the second chapter in like 30 minutes. Sorry, there's going to be more Andy after this. Maybe some smut in a couple chapters ((;

I'm pretty tired, the writing quality will improve tomorrow.