Chapter 4

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I went to the security check. Into a box I put my jacket, scarf and my phone, passport, boarding pass and ticket on top of them. I also had to remove my necklace. Into another box I put my backbag.
"Fluids? Drinks? Laptops, tablets?" the security guy asked while checking my bag. I shook my head as an answer. After going through the actual security check, I noticed the guy, apparently called Kian, at the end of the conveyor table. He was packing his stuff back into his bag. As he swung the bag onto his shoulder, he saw me. He smiled at me, then walking towards some guy. I assume his friend who called him earlier. He looked at me smirking and said something to Kian. He punched his curly-haired friend, glanced back at me still smiling and they walked away.

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Boarding starts at 8:20 AM, half an hour before the plane should take off. I checked my phone, 7:46. I looked for the right gate. Finally finding it, I sat down on a bench. Time was going really slow, it was only ten minutes since I last checked the time. I took out the magazine I bought earlier on, and started reading it. After a while of riffling through the pages, I put it away and took my phone. I texted my mom.

Me: Hi mom, i'm about to get on the plane soon. Ily❤️

Almost immediately she replied.

Mom: Okay good, I love you Danielle. Have a safe flight and have fun! I miss you already so much!😘😔

Me: Thank you, i miss you too. Tell dad and Darren i miss them too

Mom: I will honey❤️

Me: Ok i gtg now. They're starting to take people on the plane. Love you!

Mom: Okay! I love you so much!❤️

I put my phone in my pocket. I got up and walked to the line of people getting in the plane. Waiting in the line, I was looking around. Then I saw Kian again. He was walking with his friend towards my gate. He didn't see me, but his friend Mr. Ramen-Head did. He poked him with his elbow, said something and nodded at my way. Kian looked surprised but happy when he saw me. Are they also going to L.A?
He glanced at the gate number and smiled. They went to the end of the line. There was only about ten people between us.

I finally got onto the plane and got to my seat. I always have to sit on the one next to the aisle, I don't why, I just don't like sitting next to the window. Few moments later, I saw Kian and his friend maybe 10 feet ahead of me. The mass of people was moving slow and it took them a while to get to their seats. When they were standing next to me, Kian was looking down at me. I looked up at him and he quickly looked away thinking I wouldn't notice. I smiled at myself and looked out the window.

The plane took off and I wanted to see where Kian was seated. I waited until I could go to the toilet. After about ten minutes the seat belt sign went off and I instantly got up. I quickly visited the toilet, and when I came back I saw that Kian was sitting only two rows behind me on the other side of the aisle. He was sleeping. Cute. His friend was awake. He was filming himself and talking something, hm, he probably does youtube videos. He noticed me staring at him and he smiled. He put the camera away and mouthed something to me. I'm not sure what he was trying to say. He waved his hand as a "never mind", so I just shrugged and went back to my seat.

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I woke up to the pilot saying something in the radio. Even though I drank two cups of coffee this morning, I must've slept for hours. I saw on the small screen that the plane was already really close to America. A flight attendant was walking down the narrow aisle.
"Excuse me, can I have water please?" I asked when she was close enough to hear me.
"Coming right up", she said fake smiling.
Soon she arrived with my glass of water.
"Thank you." She also handed me a small bag of chips and a piece of paper, "Someone bought these and said they're for you."
I opened the small folded paper,
"you were sleeping while they were selling snacks and drinks, so i got you this :)"
Cheesy, I thought to myself, but cute.
I turned to see him, he was looking at me smiling. Thanks, I mouthed.

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