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Chapter-1
I internally groan by my outfit which
I chose in a hurry. An over sized pale green shirt with black skin fit jeans. The shirt is wrinkled and I have to adjust the collar every time I lean back on my seat. Thanks to myself for braiding my hair tightly last night, so it's not that messy just some strings had come out besides it looks fine.
Travelling by planes aren't my thing especially alone. Six hours to be specific. And you can only get up to use the washroom.
But here I'm returning back home, it's almost three pm when I am settled on my seat and just stare out of the window. Thanks to my brother that he booked a window seat and I don't need to ask him, he knows exactly what needs to be done.
Next six hours are going be boring as heck and the old man on the aisle seat has already fallen asleep and is slightly snoring. Certainly I will not feel that bored I have two books I'm carrying and I'm planning to read.
Plane has not taken off yet people are still getting in. So I decide to listen some songs. Seconds after the song has started someone plops down on the seat beside mine. I am not interested in knowing who is it -but I know that he is a boy- because he will probably bother me or I'll just embarrass myself.
After few minutes the plane finally takes off and I am listening the same song since half an hour.
I decided to remove my headphones and start reading my book. Before I can even move, I hear someone clear their throat. After realizing that the someone is the one sitting next to me I decide to give my attention to him. And when I finally glance to my left the boy sitting next to me seems to at the same age as me.
"Uh, Hey,"he says and hesitates a little
not knowing how I will react.
And now that I look at him as we are sitting next to each other and he is close enough. His hair is the first thing I notice which is dark brown in messy shock on his head. His skin is tan.His eye are tired under the light they are looking more bright and clear shade and his expression is nuteral.
I remove my headphones and sit them on my lap before answering "Hey, uh, can I help you?" I ask avoiding looking at him because talking to strangers freaks me out. For some valid reason.
"Um..yeah, I think I forgot my power bank so, if you have one and you don't need it can I borrow it? My phone is dead."
His face is nuteral but he still looks slightly nervous and when he finishes talking he look away.
"Um....Y-Yeah. Sure."Of course I'm stuttering. It's not like it matters it's just I don't want get embarrassed and there is another four hours to spend sitting next to him isn't going helping.
My back pack is just beside me so I set headphones around my neck and unzip my bag to get my power bank.
Finding my power bank after searching for some seconds I remove it out of my bag and zip my bag up and hand it to the boy.
"I hope you don't need it ?" he asks
generously.
"Nope, I don't need it but my phone would have, luckily it's charged." I joke and he makes him laughs lightly
I don't know from where the confident came and those words came out of my mouth without hesitation and stuttering.
He plug his phone to the power bank and holds it till the screen lit up, he silences it and puts it in his jacket pocket. Which he is wearing with on thin gray t-shirt and black jeans and suits him pretty well.
I place my headphones back in my back pack and removes the book I want which is a Poetry book by Sylvia Plath. Making myself comfortable I turn to look at him at same he does.
"Thank you, actually all my stuff has been packed and transported to Virginia already and I left my house in a haste." he said before adding" It's a big delight that I remember to take my phone."
I chuckle at his sacasm and he smiles.
"No problem at all, trust me when I say I can totally understand," he is grinning now.
"By the way way my name is Evan Scott, nice to meet you" he introduced himself with a charming smile and extends his hand for me to shake.
"My name is Emily Henderson, nice to meet you too." I introduce myself in return, and shake his hand. His hand is slightly cool against mine. He lightly squeeze my hand we both withdraw back.
He continues the conversation by asking,"So, Emily you visiting to Virginia?" he asks.
The man next to him is snoring loudly now.
"No, actually I live in Virginia but for some reason I was in Mexico and now I'm going back."
I answer shrugging and before he could ask anything I ask him instead.
"What about you, are moving to Virginia?" I ask.
He cheerfully answers,"Yeah. My dad owns a company in Virginia. So far he was handling it from Mexico, but now he decides to move to Virginia he says it would be good." he explains and I nod in understanding.
We talk for some time as he tells me about his dad's business and that they have to travel constantly. Not until he says..
"I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you in any ways. You probably might be thinking what kind of guy is this, first ask for power bank and starts conversation which is boring to death." He says joking in the end and I start laughing.
When my laughter dies I say, "I was thinking the same about you"- his smile drops instantly-"I mean you might be thinking what kind of girl is this I would rather take a nap than talking to her."
"To your disappointment Miss, I didn't got that thought in my mind and I think I pretty much enjoy talking to you. And sleeping is the last thing I want to do." he winks and I fight the smile from growing wide.
"Well then to your dissapointment Mister, neither do I got the thought that you're boring. I would rather talk to a person like you, than sitting beside a snoring old man."
As I say that we both look at the man sitting next to Evan. Evan looks back at me and says "You're right" and we both starts laughing. He silences me when the old man starts to stir.
"You are a reader? You read poetry?" He asks gesturing to the book on my lap which I totally forget I was having. Amusement is clear on his face and voice.
"Yup. I love to read but I don't read poetry much this is the only book I have. Poetry is very....deep."
"Well, I love to read poetry and yes it is deep but not all of them. You just have to understand them, the way the poet wants you to." He looks so invested in the poetry topic and that says he really do really like reading poetry.
After talking some more about poetry and books or should I say he talking about poetry and me taking about books he lets out a yawn- and he seems really tired- and another yawn is followed by me I don't know how it works like if one yawns it's definitely followed by the other,I have noticed.
"You should probably take a nap there's more two hours to kill. And you seems really tired." I suggest.
"Yeah. Well I am tired but it would be rude to you."
"No, not at all. Don't worry about
me."
"You sure?" He asks again and it warms my heart seeing the concern on his face.
"Yeah, it's fine really. I'll just watch some movie besides it'll be a good start in a new town with fresh head not a sleepy head."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." He try not smile but fails miserably.
And just like that he switches off the light above his head removes his eye mask and cross his arms across his chest turns his head to the other side and falls asleep.
I, on the other hand drops the idea of movie and put my book back in the bag and decides to listen some more songs and darkness envelops me and I too, fall asleep.
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So here is the first chapter and I
am happy that it's exactly the way I wanted it to be. Please let me know how is it ! Next chapter will be updated soon...very...soon.
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