The Living Sparks: Chapter 4

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Dylan's Point Of View

I grabbed onto Ryen's hand as the plane started up, I hated this part!

"You ok there babe?" A guy from behind me said.

I looked over to see a man with a gorgeous face that held crystal blue eyes.

His hair was pulled int a small Mohawk that made me want to run a hand through it.

"No... I hate this part of the flight..." I told him as the plain rumbled down the strip.

"Don't worry about it, everything will be fine, my names Trey." He said.

"I'm--" I squealed and squeezed Ryens hand tighter, "I'm Dylan." I said.

"Pretty name," He said before sitting back.

I looked over at Ryen who was shooting daggers with his eyes at Trey.

The plane flattened out finally and I took a deep breath.

"Phew... You ok Ryen?" I asked him.

"Ya... Fine..." He mumbled.

"What's wrong?" I whispered to him.

"Just... I don't like that guy, he's taking y--" He paused, "I just don't like him." He said before looking out the window.

"Ok, but we don't even know him yet, give him a chance, god he's gorgeous!" I whisper-squealed to him.

"Please, let remind you that I'm a guy, and don't find other guys attractive," He told me and I laughed.

"Thank you for riding on the flight to Miapid Citch, the flight will take around 4 hours, the current time in Miapid is 6:47 am, please enjoy your flight, breakfast will be served, thank you for riding." A voice spoke up from the back.

"So, babe," Trey's voice spoke from behind me making me shiver.

"Her name is Dylan," Ryen spat at him.

"Sorry, is that your boyfriend?" he asked.

"No, this is my best friend Ryen," I told him, "He's a little over protective," I said turning around so I could see him and I batted my eye lashes.

"Oh, because I would have backed off if he was," he told me, his eyes boring into mine.

What a gentlemen My brain thought.

"Well, I'm single! And damn proud of it!" I laughed and he laughed as well,

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