Withered Petals

Chapter Three

I looked down at my ticket as we boarded the plane. I sat down in an empty seat, which ideally there'd be two more people sat next to me, but I didn't know nor care why there weren't any. I assume they just haven't boarded yet, or even better, they're mean't to be empty. Well, I at least had those hopes until two boys around my age approached, one with short, blonde hair, and sunglasses which enshrouded his eyes entirely, and the other had dark brown, almost black hair, and rather large, square glasses. I leaned onto the window, expecting them to walk past. 'Ah, fuck' I mumbled just so I could hear. Their seat was next to me. Sighing, I figured I should just get out my phone out and pester some people before we have to temporarily put shit away. I figured I'd message John, tell him shit and whatnot. Surprisingly as soon as I'd messaged, the dark haired boy swiftly got out his phone not long after.

delusionalCalicoes [DC] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB]

DC: Fuck, I didn't manage to convince bitch to get the same plane tickets as you. I'm sorry!

EB: It's fine, I hope you can manage on your own.

DC: Oh.

DC: I forgot this was a plane. Brb face palming.

EB: Heh! When you said that the girl next to me and dave actually did that! :D

DC: Shit what

DC: Meh.

EB: Are you feeling okay? I assume it'd be hard leaving all your friends

DC: Yeah, I'm chill with it. Fucking hell though it's plane-ness that bothers me

EB: Hehe! :)

EB: Hey, why did the baby cross the road?

DC: I swear to the non existent god if you say it I am going to slap a bitch.

EB: It was stapled to the chickeeeeeen!

DC: FUCK

EB: One second..

ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering delusionalCalicoes [DC]

I sighed, tapping on the window while I waiting for him to come back. Though I was oblivious to the dark haired boy whispering to his friend, or brother or whatever. I turned back from staring blankly at the window to see the blonde leaning slightly towards me, as he was next to me, scanning me as if there were some significant act I just fulfilled. "Ahh, fuck." I groaned quietly, trying not to make eye contact. I looked back down at my phone, ignoring the unwelcoming stare, to see John had messaged back.

ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering delusionalCalicoes [DC]

EB: Is that you?

EB: Kaithy?

EB: Are you there?

EB: ...

ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering delusionalCalicoes [DC]

"Kaith?" A slightly young voice called. My head shot up immediately, to accidentally meet eye contact with the dark haired one. I shot my vision aside to see if he was talking to someone else, before stuttering. "Me? Uh.." "Egbert, godamnit you're bad at this shit. So are you DC or not?" The blonde who had previously been glaring at me spoke this time. "Wait fuck so you're Dave, and there's John? I thought I didn't get on the same plane!? Fuuuuuck, so confused!" "It's cool." Dave replied in his monotone. "So you are Kat!" John exclaimed. "Fuck yeah!" I replied, high-fiving him in the process. I raised my hand for Dave, to which he obliged. "So.. Coincidence much? Heh..." I ran a hand through my hair, before flinching agonisingly noticeably when the speakers turned on for the pilot to address passengers.