Age Doesn't Apply

Chapter Three

-The next day-

The next day I had to get up early and catch my 10 am flight to Nevada, where from there I will go straight to Washington, I simply changed into the clean clothes, packed everything into my carry on and asked someone at the front desk to call a cab for me, from there I was off to the airport.

I will skip all the boring details from the airport, the sitting and waiting, the checking of bags, and bring you to the actual plane ride, it was full of fussy kids and cranky teens, I was cranky too but come on show some respect for other people, I’m sure they don’t like plane rides as much as you do.

I was sitting next to two brothers, and I tried to ignore them, they wouldn’t take no for a answer.

“So where are you going hottie?” one guy named Caleb asked, I rolled my eyes.

“I already told you I am going to visit my brother, now shut up creep” they found my insults humorous.

“So you got a boyfriend baby?” The other brother named Greg flirted biting his bottom lip.

“Yes” I said stern and annoyed, I flipped my laptop open and plugged my earphons in continuing to ignore them, Greg put his arm around me and smiled, I looked at him with a disgusted and annoyed look.

“Do you mind?” I scoffed, he laughed.

“Nope” Caleb laughed, I was sending out a skype to Kyle, when he appeared on screen Greg quickly removed his arm and sat up as if nothing happened.

“Hey, Hail, I can’t really talk for long” he admitted, I shrugged my shoulders.

“That’s ok, I just wanted to show there pervs that I have a boyfriend, I shot a quick glance and Greg looked away, while Caleb looked down.

“Well tell them to cut it out, listen though I have to go, I love you though” he looked behind him and smiled, the screen shut off and I sat there staring at the screen. The rest of the ride had dragged on.

　

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4 excruciating hours later, I had finally made it, I dragged myself off the plane and into the airport, I had no idea who I was looking for, it’s been 7 years and a lot has changed, 14 and 21 are big jumps, well so is 8 to 15, I am no longer that little skinny girl I used to be, I am now a full grown 15 year old.

I was confused and lost, a picture of Dustin from when he was 14 popped into my mind, the tall muscular boy he was, his “emo” hair cut, spider bites. God only knows what he looks like now.

I know I should of stayed where I was, you know how everyone always say “don’t go off on your own” or “don’t look, be found” well, how was I supposed to be found if he doesn’t know what I look like? If I don’t know what he looks like, I feel like we should of planned this out more.

I roamed around the airport, lost I stopped and stared, my head spinning at everyone passing by, anyone of these young guys could have been him, was it obvious it was me, I was standing in the middle of a airport, he knew he was looking for a 15 year old girl…alone, there were a lot of teenagers, but they were with their parents, was I looking for someone with my name on a piece of paper? Like a chauffer.

I got so confused I thought I was going to cry, all of the sudden I feel a light tap on the shoulder scaring me half to death, it could only be one person…