Tara
Airport crushes are peak entertainment. The amount of cute boys I've met on my dad's many business trips have been burned into my memory. The fact that you observe from afar and imagine your relationship together is all part of the fun of it.
I look around the terminal, waiting for my next target to have 2 kids and a golden retriever with until I feel a heavy weight on my arm.
Someone just threw their gross soccer bag on my arm and I'm about to throw hands.
I don't even hesitate to glare at the figure beside me. My eyes trail his face until they meet with his brown eyes. He's actually really good airport crush material. I'm snapped out of the trance when he proceeds to pick up his bag and move 5 seats down, while giving me a dirty look.
Too bad he's a jerk.
I hate airport crushes.
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flights not feelings
RomanceTara Montoya, she's just moved into an entirely new summer town, thrown into a mix of rich kids, crazy parties, and sibling playdates (+ plastic babies???). But amongst it all is a hatred for the soccer boy who ruined her airport experience. Someone...
