Celebrity Crush

We literally 'bump' into each other

"OMG it's finally happening! All our lives we've dreamt of this very moment and now it's time to live it. I am SO excited Syl! My face is starting to hurt now, with all the smiling, but I am too happy to care. Yayyyyyy!" 

I shoot an amused glance at my little sister and return to face the check in counter. "Here are your boarding passes. Have a nice trip!" the agent smiles at me. I return it, thank her and we move out of the line. I've always liked being at the airport. It was one of my favourite places as a kid. So many people, so many experiences, so many emotions. The newlyweds returning from their honeymoon, the university student going to study abroad, the busy businessmen with their briefcases, the myriad of people outside, eagerly awaiting the arrival of their loved ones....and the relatives waving tearful goodbyes. I love the atmosphere of anticipation, whether regarding the destination to be visited or reaching home after a long time. The children racing on trolleys. The politeness of the staff, despite having to wish a thouand passengers a happy and safe trip. And of course the beautiful view of the skyline through the glass walls.

Apparently bursting with excitement, my sister drags me to the security checking. I look back towards the entrance where our family was, they can't see us now but they're still there. And I know they will be until we tell them we've boarded. I sigh. My mother can be pretty over-protective at times. I know she loves us a lot and so worries about us, but she could do with taking a break from all the stressing and fretting. It's not like we're kids anymore. We're eighteen! I'm about to be nineteen soon! As much as I adore her love and care,I can take care of myself, and so can Gabriella. Though I would be the first to admit that she's one of the craziest persons around, she can be pretty level-headed when it comes to serious decisions. I could never have gotten through life by now without her. Even though she is my cousin, we've always been as close as twins. We even look alike, brown eyes and dark brown hair. The reason she was nearly bouncing up and down, waiting to cross the metal detectors was because she, like me, could hardly believe it was time. Time for us to have the time of our lives.

It was something we had planned together, at nine years of age. Lying down, facing the ceiling on the top bunk in her room, after an evening of jumping around and dancing and shouting, out of nowhere, we had started talking about how nice it would be if we visited this place and that, just the two of us. We had talked on about how we would go there, do that and had even begun discussing what to bring back home for who until we realised how far ahead of ourselves we'd been getting. Then we had looked at each other and burst out laughing. From that day on, it had become the one thing we would definitely do before we die. From that day on, it became "Our trip". THE trip.

We gladly pick up our stuff from the conveyor belt and move to the waiting area. Or the 'lounge', as I should call it. Due to my father's fetish for being on time, we were actually there a little early and had more than an hour to kill. Say what you may, anxious mamas do every and anything possible to get the best for their child. My mother got us business class and lounge passes.

It was nice and quiet, tucked away from the hustle bustle with comfy sofas and television sets. Gaby went off to use the restroom. I decided to bide my time reading a book and was pretty engrossed in it when she came back and decided to let her presence be known with a smack aimed at my head. She hates it when I read while with her. To her disappointment though, I noticed just in time and jerked back suddenly to avoid her hand...............only to get hit in the back of my head. By something hard.

"Ouch!"

"Ow!", I heard a deep voice say at the same time.

I turned my head around, and came face to face with an amazing pair of eyes as blue as the ocean. Angry eyes-as-blue-as-the-ocean. Only when I focused on the rest of the face of the man behind me did I realise who it was.

I had bumped into Chris Coleman.