"Everyone please fasten your seatbelts as demonstrated moments. We are taking off to Phoenix, Arizona. Have a safe trip!" The flight attendant says over the speaker before the plane engines begin to go.
I begin to edit my video that needs to be up later on tonight, letting out a small groan in frustration. I loved making videos and putting out media into the wild world of the internet - but editing was a hassle. Kylie's head was resting against my shoulder as she was snoring into my ear.
The plane ride was horrid, from the slowness to my computer to the baby that wouldn't stop crying I was just begging for me to be spontaneously upgraded to first class. But I wasn't.
I was one of the people who looked at the glass half full, meaning that I always try to look at things with a optimist point of view. I was still about to be on the vacation of my dreams, possibly my permeant home if I like it enough. Which I was planning to, and this trip was a gateway from reality, but also try and settle down there.
Before you know it we were being put off the plane, and back into the terminal to wait for our next flight. There was a kid a few feet over from us talking to about three teenage girls, not much younger then me.
The boy look exhausted, his hair was messily placed across his forehead with a SnapBack covering it. There was a book bag slung over his shoulders along with a grey hoodie and pair of black jeans. Even though he looked like he hasn't slept in days he still looked better then me on my best day.
I feel a hand come in contact with my shoulder snapping me out of my daze, and I just shake my head. We begin to walk towards the coffee shop, me trying to vlog a little bit more, the cute boy getting in the shot for a moment as he had a look of confusion on his face.
"Staring is rude, thought you said you didn't want boys?" She asks with a smirk on my face as I stick my camera right back into my bag as we get in line.
I roll my eyes getting out a bill out of my wallet and order myself my drink. My cheeks flush a red as I realize that he probably noticed that I was looking at him.
"Okay I'm aloud to look at the art, I just can't touch it. He's an attractive male, and I think that is perfectly fine." I state matter-a-factly.
I hear someone sniffle a laugh beside me, and I look over at Kylie and who just shakes her head and takes her coffee from the counter. When I go to turn around I see the cute boy from earlier standing about two feet behind us. My cheeks flush a dark crimson red, quickly beginning to make my way around him to leave the cafe. While I pass him I keep my head down and take out my camera trying to get something to put up for my attempt of a vlog channel.
"When you meet a cute boy, don't stare then talk about him loudly in a public cafe. I lost Kylie, but she'll find me sooner or later. There is a lot going on around here, and I'm going to run into something." I murmur with a chuckle, muttering a apology to a family I cut in front of.
I move and sit by my terminal sending my friend the video for her to upload it since the plane wifi would be a million times longer then it usually is.
"Hello, my name is Wesley." I hear a voice say next to me, Kylie smirking as she leans against one of the empty desks.
"Oh hey, I'm hunter." I murmur, confusion coming into my voice as I try and figure out why he is talking to me, I mean usually this isn't my case.
