Kismet

Part 12- Monkey Business

"To take you to your destination..." he said while walking to the roomette."Destination?" Wheels turned in her head, "you mean N... New York?" He nodded. The roomette was of high-fidelity and its fabric smelled pleasantly. "Wow..." Melissa exclaimed surprisingly because she has never travelled by a train before, not even in her own country. Justin seated pretty bit relieving his stress, "phew..." He turned his music player own which had some of his own songs and Rap songs.

Melissa was not interested with RAP songs. She staggers for a second thinking and then gets awkward tempered and started complaining him.

 "You shouldn't have touched me during that moment!"

He gathers his thoughts, "ahhhhh... by the way this is a 3days' trip!" he laughed.

"Three days?" she jumped out of her skin.

"Oh yeah... It's gonna be fun!" and he touched her cheek, purposely.

Melissa scrambled to get up, "you dare to do that!" She yelled.

"Don't behave as if you're not touched by any man in this World girl-" his eyes averted back and forth as he realized that he just blurted out.

She mulled over what he said and repeated his words, "stop!" she gestured her arm forward, pointing her index finger towards as a warn.

"Don't you ever dare to say that against me...? You dolt! What the heck do you know about me? I'm from a traditional and an honorable family unlike yours! How could you possibly condemn someone who has not even had her first kiss yet?"

Guess she let on too much... She was about to leave and gush away, albeit Justin pulled her arm, inching closer and backing her up against the wall. She was about to punch again, but he spitted out:

"No...No...No Not this time Baby!" As he pressed against her wrist on the wall, thus she could not move. Certainly, he has decided to outcome his play boyish behaviors; considering it as the perfect moment. "G...Get back.....k" she said.

"Who do you think you are to say what you want...? It was just one mistake I did by speech, but how many you've said to me?" he questioned calmly.

"W...Well they're supposed to be true!" said Melissa, still fearless. Yet a slight fear seemed to be in her mind for his next reaction because they were all alone in one roomette.

"Just get back you-" Justin cut it off, "Shush!!!" and he placed his index finger on her soft lips lightly.

Her sparkly eyes darted down towards his finger which was placed on her lips. "Talking about that promise... How many times do I have to tell you that you're not my type? Do you think I'm a glutton to be punched to death by a Kung-fu girl; who isn't even my type? Do you think I'm stupid?" he asked.

"Absolutely..." said Melissa and added that it was only a precaution.

Her impatience erupted in words, "take your stupid inked-hands away from me!"                            

 "Why don't you like tattoos?" he asked. "If you're that interested of 'em... you should have doodle on an art book, instead of ruining your arms and entire body...!" She responded honestly.

Justin gathered his thoughts again, "do you know the Abduction movie's train scene?" he asked typically in an amusing way.

"Abduction scene...?" she repeated, "I've..." she stammered because she knew it and said, "Eww... how could someone smooch someone whom he/she doesn't even love!" she exclaimed disgustingly.

"Hmm... It's about to occur-" he nodded and continued, "Maybe you need your first kiss from me!" he presumed with his eyes on hers, sharply.

"N...No!" she disapproved and this time nervously. He leans in... As if to snog her, but it was only a part of his banter. Melissa struggled to move, but he was muscularly strong enough to back her firmly.

She diverted her head side to side avoiding him come closer, yet he did not stopped until his breath mingles with her.

"Please..." she implored with her eyes shut. He stopped momentarily, he felt her agitating physique, heard her louder heart beat and he parted his lips as if to smile. His victorious smile was pretty cute.

You might wonder: 'victorious?' Indeed, because Melissa jitter in front of him.

And at the same time he was confused because she is the only girl he found to plead 'not to' snog.
He was about to back-off, but all of a sudden, the train decelerated faster that accidentally Justin was pushed in to her; leaving both on the train seat.

It was a chaste gesture and a purposeless one, but the opponent mistook it. Justin glanced with his eyes wider at Melissa's flaming eyes, frightened to be punched again. "N... No... Not the punch again... It-" he uttered,
 but she cut it out by pushing him towards the side of the seat with rage.

 "You're so DISGUSTING!" Those were the only words she spelled out as she rushed away out of the roomette.
 "Phew..." Justin relieved, "that was so close..." The door opened again.

"Your mom would be proud of your position now, but I must tell that if she ever beat even at once when you were a kid... You wouldn't be making imbecile acts like this! Learn how to behave in front of a girl... You're a shameless prat!"  Melissa burst out again, opening her water bottle and spilled it on his head.

"Ahhhhh..." Justin yelled, "What the heck-" And again she left the roomette with her completed task. Justin face-palmed his face, all dripping wet.