“Flight 203 to Denver now boarding,” A ladies voice came over on the intercom in the airport.
Slowly I stood up and leaned down grabbing my backpack from the airport floor. Every so sluggishly I made my way over to the long line of people getting on the plane. Soon I handed the lady up front my ticket. She only scanned it with a bright smile and told me to have a nice flight. As I made my way through the tunnel to the plane I looked down at the ticket in my hand. ‘47B’ was at the bottom in bold black letters.
Once I actually got on the plane I watched as a lot of stupid people attempted to stuff their oversized bags in the overhead department. I silently laughed at the fair amount of idiots. Eventually I got to my seat and sat down. I laid my head against the headrest and breathed a sigh of relief.
I opened my eyes to a woman saying, “Excuse me ma’am.”
I looked up to 3 men who were fairly tall… Well 2 of them were.
“Oh I’m sorry,” I stated loving my legs so 2 of the men could get through.
“It’s fine,” The shortest said as he sunk down in the seat next to my left.
I smiled at him, “Hey you guys look familiar,” I stated studying each of their facial expressions.
“Oh! We play for the Boston Bruins,” The guy furthest from me informed with a slight smirk.
My face slightly formed an ‘o’ shape, “How didn’t I see that earlier? Which ones are you?”
“Well,” The short one to my left started, “I’m Brad Marchand, this guy here next to me is Patrice Bergeron and they blondie next to you is Mr. Dougie Hamilton. Oh and FYI, he’s the quiet one!”
“Ok. Well Brad it’s nice to meet you,” I informed shaking his hand firmly. Then I leaned over Brad and said, “You too Patrice! And I’m Kelsa,” while shaking Patrice’s hand.
“You are quiet aren’t you Dougie,” I asked looking at Dougie with a smirk.
“Y-You have pretty eyes Kelsa,” Was the very first thing out of his mouth.
“Uhh thank you,” I replied unsure of why he said it, “So do you!”
He smiled back, “It’s nice to meet you!” He leaned in and hugged me.
To be honest it felt kinda awkward. He rubbed my back and then pulled back. As I pulled away I saw a big smile on his face. Now that I actually could see his face I could tell his face was flawless and his hair was a perfect blonde. Oh! And he had amazingly amazing blue eyes that shimmered as they looked in my direc-
“Cough Cough,” Brad’s voice boomed next to me.
I snapped my head in his direction, “Really Brad?”
“What? Is Kelsa upset that she just got interrupted checking out her future husband?”
Both Dougie and I gave Brad that biggest death glare ever.
“I wouldn’t say she’d be my wife… But how about a date once we land, Kelsa?”
I thought for a second, “Sure! Why not? There’s nothing to lose,” I stated as I kissed his cheek, making him blush.
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