RACHEL-
Urg. I hate planes. I don’t know why but I just can’t handle them. It’s been over seven hours and I haven’t puked but trust me I am not enjoying this. Then there was Justin urging me to kiss him. Yeah, no. “Just kiss me.”
“No.”
“Please.”
“No.” I said turning to look at him.
“Why not?”
“I don’t want to.” I said staring into his beautiful eyes. Of course I wanted to, but I was not going to be another girl to fall for his charm, even if the public thinks I have.
“Yes you do, I can see it in your eyes.” Justin said moving closer to me.
“I have to pee.” I said leaving for the bathrooms. I ran my fingers through my hair as I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. I couldn’t find any trace of me. I looked happy. I sighed as I thought about my mom. The happy in me faded away and all I saw was an empty shell of a person. I was tempted to scream. Why can’t I just let myself be happy? Because love only ends in pain. A deep, unforgivable pain. I rubbed my temples and sat on the sink looking at my shoes. Then there was a knock at the door.
“Urm, miss, you’ve been in there a while. Other people need to use the toilet.” I sighed.
“Sorry, be out in a sec.” I flushed the unused toilet and headed back out. As I headed back toward my seat I saw a body already filling it. It was that stewardess Justin was checking out earlier. It made me furious that she was sitting there. Justin was so close to her too. I walked up.
“Doesn’t your low paying job require you to do something?” I snapped. The woman shot up and squeezed around me; she gave Justin a small smile, a very flirty small smile and gave me a glare. I waved to her and sat down.
“What was that?” Justin asked with a smirk.
“Nothing.” I mumbled pulling out my next book Of Mice and Men.
“Sure.” Justin said still smiling.
“She was in my seat.”
“You totally just called her out.”
“Yup.”
“Jealous much?”
“Not at all.” Justin sighed.
“Why won’t you admit that you want to kiss me?”
“Because I don’t.” I said opening the book.
“Rachel, I feel so different when I’m with you-“
“Stop.” I cut him off.
“Rachel I love you.” Justin said staring at me. My mouth hung open. “Say something.” He whispered. I closed my mouth.
“I- uh I- I- I don’t know what to say.” Justin looked hurt and I mentally slammed my head into a wall. “Justin, we don’t even know each other that well.”
“You know you love someone right away, the second that you’re heart becomes whole.” Justin said not looking at me. I groaned and Justin’s head snapped to look at me. “What? What have I done now?”
“Justin, please don’t act this way.”
“What?”
“Like you really care!” I snapped. “Like I am of any importance to you!” Justin looked shocked.
“How could you say that? Of course you’re important to me.” I couldn’t take in any longer. I really, really liked Justin, but my feelings were impossible to figure out. Did I like him? Or did I love him?
