You were running through the airport, late for your flight, and you ran into someone. 'Just my luck!' You thought to yourself as your gathered the things you dropped. You looked up to see a boy about your age looking down at you. He picks up the last of your things, and then says sorry as he helps you up. You say thank you, and then hurry off to your flight, not being able to get the Boy out of your mind. You gave the attendant your ticket, and then made your way to your seat. You say down, and a few seconds later, the boy came over and sat next to you. "Where you headed?" He asks as soon as you start moving. "LA, for my dance tour." You answer back to him. "NRG?" He asks you. "Yeah! You've heard of it?" You ask back. "I'm on it!" He says back full of excitement! "No way!" You say back, and your two continue talking. By the end of the flight, you two were pretty good friends, and were both happy to know someone else on the tour. When you got off, he hugged you, and you felt him slip something into your back pocket. You both say goodbye, and walk off to your rides. You reach into your back pocket to find a folded up piece of paper. 'Call me later beautiful. ***.***.****' you smile, and then continue your way to the car.
