Taylor's P.O.V
(Back on the airplane)
" 15b" i quietly whisper to my self. That was my seat. As i walk down the isle I pray that I don't end up sitting next to a rapist or something. Luckily when I reached the seat, it was anything but that.
It was a girl.
The girl was turned around looking out the window so i didn't get a chance to see her face. Whatever.
After a couple of minutes have passed she still hasn't come to even acknowledge me. This hasn't happened before.
I go to look and see if i could get a glimpse of her face. As soon as i get closer, i cough. Damnit! The girl turned around really fast. Her reaction was not nearly what i thought it was going to be. She looked almost confused. Did I smell? Was i not wearing my bandana?
She suddenly chucked as she turned back around to face the window.
Trying to figure all of this out, i don't even realize that i was still staring until she turned back around. Once again she laughed, but a little louder this time.
What the actual fuck?
(Plane lands)
"Shit" i whisper, hoping no one heard that. My legs were numb and I couldn't walk off of the plane without stumbling over my own feet.
As I make my way toward the exit of the plane I successfully slip a piece of paper into her tight jean pocket. That paper obviously obtaining my number written in my sloppy, careless handwriting.
I think I deserve some props considering the fact that I had gotten the paper in there in the first place, you could literally put a quarter in there and be able to tell whether it was heads or tails. I mean I'm not complaining, she was hella fine.
I see the group and I head over there. Cameron is the first to notice me and greets my with a smile.
"Go get some tiger." He says playfully.
"Shut up Dallas." I say half paying attention and half looking at the girl from the plane. Cam caught me looking and i broke from my gaze.
It's not that I'm interested, I just have never gotten a reaction like the one she gave me. Im used to the silent screams, and mesmerized looks.
But this girl, she was different.
"Go talk to her" Cam exclaims.
As i start walking i notice she looks a bit confused. It looks like she is looking for someone. Then she starts yelling, which i found....strange.
I politely tap on her shoulder.
Don't screw it up, don't screw it up.
"Uh, are you okay?" Were the first words to slip out of my mouth.
Dammit, i sound like an asshole.
(After she agrees to stay with me)
I could tell by the quirky smirk she had, that she was indeed plotting something, or imagining something....
Author's Note
So this is a filler (obviously). Sorry it is sooo short but I promise that it will get much better, as well as suspenseful. You just wait ;) if ya get my gist. lol jk
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Just Another Goddamn Scam
أدب الهواةI thought it was going to be different. But in the end, he was just another goddamn scam.
