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Chapter 3: When We Fly

Chapter 3: When we Fly

"Get me some Aspirin!!" Arriah groaned, she still had the booming headache, she just wanted it to go away.

 "You already had two in an hour. If I give you any more, you might have a seizure or something." Neel argued back. Caring for Arriah when she had a hangover was the most painful experience in his whole life. It had just been about two hours and he was about to die of exhaustion. Arriah had made him get her juice, a magazine, and many other things. Oh, and don't even mention Aspirin, She had been moaning for Aspirin ever since she woke up.

"Get up and take a shower, your headache will be much, much less." Neel mumbled a bit confindently while he handed the black coffee to Arriah.

"Thanks." She mumbled while she took a big gulp, of course she had been starving because the first word she had said when she woke up was trash can, she had puked up all the contents in her stomach. Just as the coffee toched a taste bud on her tongue, she spit all of the bitter drink out of her mouth, rubbing her hand on her tongue trying to get the vile taste out of her mouth.

 "Ewwwww." Neel sputtered out. His face was scrunched up in disgust while he tried to get the black drink out of his hair and wiping his face. Arriah had spit the drink out on him.

Once Arriah had gotten the vile taste of her tongue, she took a glance at Neel and almost imediately started laughing at his state. Neel looked so dumb and cute, his face was scrunched up in disgust and he was basically spreading the coffee in his hair, his scalp was soaking the coffee up.

 Once, the laughing had subsided, Arriah grinned while Neel just scowled at the girl before him. "You should know I don't like black coffee."

Neel's scowl deepened, "How should I know!? How in the world should I know that you of all people detest black coffee."

 Arriah's grin got even wider as she felt giddy, "The majority of people in America hate that coffee, and who say's detest these days?"

"Whatever." Neel mumbled and went to took a shower.

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After the two had took a shower and had breakfeat, well more like lunch since it was two in the afternoon, the were sitting on the soft couch talking.

"So, we did what you wanted to do, but you failed miserably."

"What are you talking about? I never wanted to go to a club and carry the drunk you out of there." Neel said confused.

"Well, you wanted to find the one, and you almost did, but you know, you chinkened out. Actually you ran out on her." Arriah tried to contain her laughter.

"She was pressuring me!" Neel mocked horror while Arriah giggled.

"Are you ready for it, huh?" She poked him.

 "Ready for what?" His brows furrowed.

 "It's going to be amazing! It wiil be so coool!" She jabbed him in the cheek, slightly.

 "What's going to be cool?"

 Arraih ignored him, trailing deep into her thoughts, voicing them out loud. "My first time! I've wanted to do this for a long time, since I was three years old! Three!"

 "What?!" Neel shook Arraih's shoulders a bit too harshly, waking her from her trance. She winced slightly. "Sorry." Neel mumbled appolegileclty while looking at the floor. His head hung low from embarassment. He looked so cute, Arriah thought. She shook those thoughts out of her head.

"No problem," she dismissed it as if it was nothing, She moved on, "We. Are, Going. Parasailing!"

"Oh no, we are not, I'm afraid of heights, we are not doing such a thing." Neel said while shaking his head his hands on his head.