Chapter two
Bloom 💕
After sleeping for about twenty minutes I heard people trembling. At first I thought it was a dream coz my dreams are always chaotic. I woke up with a start with voices from the miniature speakers saying;
" we are experiencing slight turbulence due to the sudden weather change. Stay glued to your seats, strap your belts tightly. And if you have shortage of breath kindly use the oxygen mask above you . Thank you and stay calm."
I heard the small speakers say repeatedly.
"Land the damn plane, we are all gonna die!! ." I said to my self then cast a sideways glance at the little gal sleeping beside me she looks so peaceful in her sleep.
Still studying this being I noticed she's shivering, so I tried to remove her headphones and place her head well instead she shifted awkwardly and laid her head in my shoulders.
"Great! ,just great!" I muttered getting frustrated.
Dear God this wasn't planned. I succeeded in removing her headphones
And covered her with my blanket. She cuddled herself on her seat while holding my left arm with her head nestled on my shoulder. I just stared at this gal gaining comfort in my discomfort.
The universe definitely hates me because with this hunger and cold I'm feeling why will this girl whose scent intoxicate me like food share my blanket . I'm not a weirdo, I just don't like the crackers and cocktails we were given on the Plane and again I didn't know it would take this long to get home !!!!!!!.
To be honest I feel warmer but hungrier. When the plane moved vigorously again her bag fell and I picked it and saw hamburger and a half filled cup of coffee from Starbucks. I decided to eat it after convincing myself like a million times, I'm not eating it coz I'm hungry, but because I want to get on her nerves so bad, annoy her and get under her skin.
After filling my hungry stomach I put on her headphones and decided to do what I do best.
Put my emotions on paper through drawing. I tore a sheet of paper from a book I found in her bag and a pen.
I started drawing , I drew a bench out In the open with a small pretty gal riding a bike towards the bench. The pretty gal in my drawing wore a black top and pink shorts she packed her long Hair in a ponytail There were pink butterflies trailing after her.
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After a while of doing nothing, I watched this girl sleep peacefully throughout the entire turbulence despite all the bustling she didn't even open her eye a little bit . She must be a really deep sleeper. She looks so cute and innocent definitely not annoying, clumsy and clueless I raised my hand to move out the tendrils of hair off her face. Then she shifted again! Again! She moved her head off my shoulders and fell hard on my chest.
That was painful if you ask me but of course you didn't, though it's enjoyable.
This is a once in a lifetime experience and opportunity stroking a pretty girl hair when she's peacefully asleep on your boobs.
She kept moving and moving and shifting positions. This is already far from peaceful I tapped her
"Hey, what exactly do you want ?" I questioned her.
".....uhnmmm....the ch....the chair" she said without raising her head. What's wrong with her seat? I was about to bend and take a look.
"No! It's uncomfortable" she said with sudden movements.
Damn it! I hate stress.
"What do you want?" I questioned again
"Carry me" she muttered still not raising her head.
What??!
Where's this kid mother I removed my drawing from my lap and lifted her off her seat and placed her on my lap. I gave her my drawing and put her now empty cup on her seat together with her bag. Then she cuddled me, I drop my chin downwards to her head her hair smells even nicer than her body I wonder what lotions she uses.
I'm blessed. I chuckled and joined my damsel in sleep.
April 🐋😌
After I watched this girl cover herself. I brought out my coffee and took a little sip. I took out my diary and wrote about "This" girl sleeping beside me. I bet she hates my gut now, coz I kept staring at her and provoking her.
After writing for a while I kept my diary and laid down. I'm so tired I really feel weak, results of being up all night talking with my mom a day before traveling by air.
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I woke up with a start feeling straddled, held firmly but in a warm and gentle way. My memories started to come back at me gradually I remembered being in a plane and having a splitting headache a migraine probably from being awake all night but ....
Oh my goodness I'm sitting on the pretty damsel lap, she's cuddling me oh my goodness this is awesome.
Wait what ?!
Since when did I think girls are awesome? Why I'm I getting soo giddy and piped up over a girl wait a minute!...what if she's a pervert or a kidnapper or anything dangerous oh jeez she's a psychopath I can see it and feel it with her strong arms around my waist. Can you believe she almost made me feel safe and secure for a moment??? Wait what if she's gay? Or bipolar or anything bad?.
Oh jeez I'm done for. I was so engrossed in my thoughts it took me a while to notice a piece of paper in my hand, I looked down at it and realized it's a drawing of me well the long wavy hair matches mine and the outfit is what I'm putting on right now. Scribbled under it is "ART BY BLOOM" Wait a minute? It's a page from my diary! I got off her lap and covered her with her blanket.
Another winner!!!, she's not only a snooper but also a thief she drank and ate it all who knew prettiest girls had the most terrible mindset. What kind of evil perverted person is this I questioned my self, I still think she's pretty though I added. I saw her stir in her sleep here is my chance!.
"Who gave you the right to put me in your laps, tear a page from my diary and even eat my lunch?" I questioned her non stop whilst barking careful not to raise my voice and call attention.
" uhnmmm.....excuse me???" She asked rolling her eyes.
"Excuse you ??, I'm taking to you missy" I said to her. "Wake up!" I added .
"Oh the rude type I see. Well, I owe you no explanations so will you please get yourself off my face!" She spat at me "Sit down will you?" She added nonchalantly looking pissed.
I should be the one pissed here not her!!
"Please sit down and fasten your belt we have arrived our destination".
I sheepishly sat down. After like ten minutes people started leaving. I just stayed glued to my seat staring at the drawing in my hands.
"Thanks for the meal and keep the drawing" she folded her blanket into her bag and left.
I bet that's the only thing she had in there well, I guess that's bye to this chapter of my life . Hell I thought she was pretty and all that. It's absurd come to think of it.
She seems cool. Maybe just maybe she studies law or engineering in Harvard or Cambridge she has the pride and looks. She's definitely a pervert with no sex restrictions her appearance and character says it all.
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I felt someone tap me.
"Not again" I thought painfully
"Sorry to disturb you but everyone's gone I came back looking for my glasses and met you"
It was a kind Middle Aged man let's say in his early forties
"Thanks, I forgot something too" I smiled at him and carried my already packed and arranged bag.
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I was standing outside in the arrival terminal after calling my dad for the fifth time in an hour. I was getting impatient I'm hungry and kind of sweaty I need a cold bath. I made myself comfortable on a nearby bench while scrolling through my phone.