The Mentor

Chapter 2

"Sam!"Matt scowled.

"What?You know I can't shake the feeling of being in the air. It feels awkard"I pout to finish off my rant.

"Feel better sis?"Dylan asked as he claims our baggage. His voice suddenly hoarse.

"I think that is what I should ask you bro"I observe the pained face my brother makes.

"My throat is like dry as hell. I'll get some water. You  stay right here. Ya heard?"Dylan asks with his inquisitive look.

"Yes Dad"I waved him off.

If looks could kill. My ashes would be in Dylan's hand right now.

"Now we just need to identify that ass of a guy. Also known as Will."Dylan chuckled as he pushes the baggage trolley.

"OMW really. Because it takes two to tango you know." I smirked.

"Aaah, there he is" Dylan pulls me towards the exit.

As I near to a slim boy, in black cuff pants and an Adidas sweatshirt. Adidas sneakers as well. Boy, is he a fan of Adidas.

"My , my! What do we have here?"

This is going to be an interesting one.

"Hi"I smiled as I check him out.

The last time I saw this guy, I was like 13. And that was 5 years ago. Dylan used to visit him in New York. But I just stayed out here in South Africa. He was such a guy, with the whole teenboy swag. His car and everything. Oh and did I mention. He's a genius. Like mental state is 100. He was the star student in his high school years.

I promised myself that the only way  I could ever talk to that boy is if we were stuck in a hole somewhere. Yeah, I was shy as hell. Still am though. I mean give a girl a break, I grew up infront of the guy. He saw me getting boobs and ass and stuff.

And here he is, right infront of me.

"Hello" Will waves his hand infront of my face. I twitch my eyes as if for the first time.

"She's suprised by how of a big boy you have grown into" Dylan gags.

"Screw you man"Will chuckles.