Mystery of Love

Chapter 5

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James' POV

"Stay away from me," her sweet voice rang repeatedly in my head, yet I don't like her. "Why do I keep thinking about her?" I wondered. Something hit my head with large impact. "Oww..." I look at the book and it was one on relationships. I opened to the folded page and read.

1) What is his most valuable possession...

I snapped the book shut after I read to the end. What on earth?! Okay, maybe I do like her... a tiny bit?
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The plane landed in Japan and the both of us got our luggage. Scrambling down the stairs, I took in a deep breath of the fresh air. "Woah..." Steph wobbled, trying to maintain her balance. I immediately grabbed her waist, preventing her from falling. "Thanks..." she whispered as I stared into her hazel brown eyes as she stared back at me. "Alright lovebirds, hurry up." Mason tipped his hat and disappeared into the plane. "Umm...Bye!" Michael grinned and left as well.

Stephanie's POV

"He caught me and I stared into his emerald green eyes. Only then did I acknowledge his handsome features." The memory replayed in my head and I smiled sheepishly.

"Wait, no flirty flirty? Just a smile at Michael?" James misunderstood. "Huh? Oh," I snapped back into reality, realising that Michael had said goodbye and I smiled at him. Well, not really at him but the memory. I shrugged. I checked my bag to make sure I had everything with me. Passport, check. Wallet, check. Notebook, check. Pen, check. Book...

"BOOK!!! WHERE IS MY BOOK?!" I screamed. James chuckled, and handed me the book. I heaved a sigh of relief. "You're a lifesaver."

"Prove it," he smirked.

"How?"

"Kiss me."

"Don't push it."

"KISS ME NOW" he whined.

I slapped him on the cheek. HARD.

"OWW!!!"

"Serves you right..."
He glared at me. I grabbed my belongings and ran, James not far behind.

We spotted a taxi driver holding up a board that had our names on it: McCully and Benson. I nudged James as we made our way to him. "Ahh... you must be Stephanie and James. Right this way," We took our luggage and followed him to his taxi.

"Marriott Hotel in Yoshinoya," I informed him as we buckled up and sat comfortably on our seats. "He looks very familiar," James muttered under his breath. "Like Michaela's ex."

"Michaela's ex? I heard from Jason that she broke up with him when he went crazy," I whispered. James shrugged. "Hey, um, will you be our driver until the end of our trip?"

"Yes," he replied, smiling. "Why? Any problems?" he asked gently. "No...no."

"Psst!" I nudged James. "What are we gonna do?" I asked. James shrugged yet again.

"Hey! Sorry, but I never caught your name bro," James called out as we came to a stop in front of Marriott Hotel.

He smiled, "Timothy. Timothy Mendes."