sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ sᴘᴀʀᴋs.

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ
'sᴇᴀᴛs'

"ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍɪss ʏᴏᴜ," ɴᴏᴀʜ ғᴀᴋᴇ sᴏʙʙᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀsᴘᴇɴ's sʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀ ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜɢ.

"I'll miss you," The girl wiped away a fake tear, before smiling at her friend's before her, "Don't kill each other while I'm gone," She warned, asjusting the bracelet she was wearing.

"Try not to," Reneé laughed.

Alia smirked, finishing off Reneé's sentence and speaking what they were both thinking, "No promises though."

"I'll keep them in line, don't worry," Noah winked with a grin, picking up one of Aspen's bags to hand to her.

"Thanks," She thanked the boy, as the plane got called for boarding once again, "I'll see you soon. Don't miss me too much."

"We won't," Alia mumbled under her breath jokingly, before Reneé shoved her, almost making her fly to the side.

"What's your seat?"

"L10," The girl replied, pulling out her plane ticket to check.

"Window?"

"Yep. You know that isle seats make me feel ill," She told the three friends with a small chuckle.

The crew laughed, pulling Aspen in for one last hug, before saying goodbye, as the curly-haired girl headed down to board the plane.

"They're not gonna survive without me," She laughed to herself, making her way into the plane to find her seat.

Trying to avoid being seen, she adjusted her cap and her shades that were covering her dark brown eyes.

Once finding her way into the business class area, she looked down all the rows for her seat, only to find it occupied.

She furrowed her brows, rolling her eyes and making her way down to the girl that was sat in her seat.

Aspen hated isle seats, they made her feel sick to her stomach, especially with all the people wondering through.

She bit into her lip, contemplating her options. She approached the girl that had a coffee in her left hand. Her brown hair fell down to just below her shoulders and she was wearing black headphones around her neck.

"Sorry, excuse me?" Aspen queried the unknown lady, almost immediately regretting her decision to ask, shuffling on her feet.

"Yeah? What's up?" The girl sitting turned to look up at her.

Recognition bubbled in her eyes as she stared at the girl, not being able to put her finger on where she knew her from.

"I- uh- this is-" She started, but before she got the chance to ask, she was suddenly pushed by the wave of people on the isle, who were trying to find their seat.

The push instantly made Aspen jolt into the girl's hand, causing the whole coffee cup to spill all over the young actress.

The two gaped at each other, irritation fueling the brunette, as she stood up from the slight burb of the coffee soaking into her white shirt.

Aspen looked the girl up and down, aknowledging how she was almost soaked with the brown drink.

"Shit, I'm so so sorr-" She started but before being able to finish her apology, she let out a small laugh, not being able to contain how humorous she found the scene.

Asp did tend to have a problem with staying serious in any situation and always let out at least a little bit of a giggle. But she never meant anything bad by it, she just always never knew how to apologise, which was one of her worst toxic traits.

Jenna furrowed her brows, staring down at her coffee stained-shirt, "Thanks a lot."

"Woah, it wasn't my fault!" Aspen defended herself, nodding back at the people behind her.

The lady shook her head in disbelief, sighing. She pushed past the girl, reaching up to grab out some fresh, dry clothes from her bag that was above her head. She rolled her eyes, strolling down to the area where the toilets were.

"Seriously, why would I purposely knock into you?!" Aspen called after her and when she didn't answer, she bit her lip, regretting that interaction more than she thought she would, as she watched the girl walk away.

She shook her head, now feeling even more bad than ever and deciding to search the area for any empty seats; finding none.

She groaned quietly, looking around the area to try find any stray seats, bar the one right beside the girl she had just spilled coffee on.

Soon, she sighed, finally deciding on sitting at the isle seat right next to the girl that she had just angered to make sure not to piss her off more by stealing the seat she was sitting in (even if it was hers).

She grabbed a load of tissues from the little trolley that was being pushed by, quickly drying off the girl's seat and the table ahead to rid it from the coffee.

The brunnette arrived back soon after, rolling her eyes as soon as she saw the girl sat in the seat next to hers.

"This is your seat?"

"Yep," Aspen told her, leaning back in her seat, while the actress sighed.

The two sat the whole plane ride without saying a single word to one another, keeping to themselves.

Aspen got sicker and sicker by the second, but feeling too bad for the previous moment to tell the girl next to her about it.

Both girls didn't even glance at one another, both too irritated or (in Aspen's case) too scared of the other to start a conversation.

As soon as the plane landed and all passengers were allowed out of their seats, the two girls stimutaneously jumped up, collecting all their things, the unknown woman passing to get out of the row.

"Move," The slightly shorter girl told Aspen, glaring into her eyes.

The darker-skinned girl rolled her eyes, slapping on her cap, and moving to let her out, bowing over-dramatically, "Of course, your Majesty."

She clenched her jaw, leaving Aspen alone, not even deciding to make a cocky remark back and just trying to get out of there.