Opposites Do Attract

Chapter Nineteen

The way through the airport was a little bit dull. It was such a gloomy day. The gloom of the sky was reflected in my mood. Grey carpeted the sky so completely that even at noon, the cars still needed headlights.

I glanced at my watch and it said 12:47. I eyed the sky nervously. The clouds that had been wispy and white that morning were now darker and denser.

"Mister, can we please go a little faster?" I tried to ask the driver politely. This was not the day to be caught in a downpour.

My phone buzzed and I took it from my pocket.

"Where are you?" A message from dad.

I was hesitant to answer. Maybe it's better not to tell him the truth.

It took for about 40 minutes to arrive in the airport. I gave my pay to the driver and climbed off the taxi before the rain starts to fall.

There were only about ten people I saw going inside the airport and I exhaled loudly. I walked inside with my luggage, checking my passport once or twice. I adjusted the strap of my backpack just to make sure I'd brought everything.

There were plasma screens of arrival and departure times on the wall of the airport. People were lined up at the check in desk with suitcases and baggage.

I got in line to where I could buy airline tickets. Good thing there were only few people on the line. But, buying airline tickets at the airport will be very expensive.

When it was already my turn, "Good afternoon, maam. Where are you flying to today?" The agent greeted.

"Los Angeles." I responded.

"May I have your passport, please?"

"Here you go." I said as I handed her my passport.

"Are you checking any bags?"

"Hmm.. Just this one." I lifted my luggage.

"Ok. Please place it on the scale."

I did what she said and waited for my ticket.

"Here are your boarding passes - your flight leaves from gate 15A and it'll depart at 3:20. Your seat is 26E." She informed.

I nodded as I got my passes from her. "Thanks."

Oh just in time.

I've got at least 2 hours to wait before my flight. A soft classical music was played in the background. In the boarding lounge, there was a curious mixture of excited and bored people and I think I belong to the latter.

As I sat on one of the empty chairs, my phone buzzed again.

"Shiloh? Where are you right now? Call me when you have time." Another message from dad.

I fixed my eyes on the screen for seconds but I didn't really have the plan to reply. Before I took my seat, I turned my phone off. I didn't want anyone to worsen my day. It was the longest two hours of my life, I thought. I didn't want to go out if the sky looked like that. I have to endure the boredom and just wait for the time. Luckily, the air conditioning ran smoothly.

I ran my hand through the length of my pants as I watched the people strolling across me. About 30 minutes I think, the number of people coming in were getting thicker and thicker and it was getting darker outside as if there was a storm. I stared at the black-framed wall clock for the ninth time this hour, checking if it has the same time with my watch. I took my gaze off of the clock, silently vowing to not look at it once more until absolutely necessary, and pulled out my phone.