I am running out of time. "Excuse me," I said to the person in front of me. Thirty minutes left before my flight. I am going back to the place where I loved and will always love, I shouldn't be late. So, I did not bother to look at the person. I am walking as fast as I could. I know I can make it.
"Finally!" I let out a sigh, catching my breath. I am now sitting on the plane, I was sitting beside the window and the seat beside me is still empty. But, I didn't bother anyway. I need to prepare myself for a twelve-hour flight. Whoah! Well, I am used to it. I've been traveling for almost three years now. So, a twelve-hour flight is just a piece of cake for me. I opened my phone, searched for a song that could entertain me. I think I should just shuffle all of my songs, so let's go. "Lost Stars" I smiled. I suddenly remembered my high school life. High school life was one of the best things that could ever happen to someone. It is where you could experience all the first times in your life. First cutting of classes, first failure, the first stress of school works, first love and first heartbreak. This is one of the reasons why I love long hour flights, I could reminisce the good and bad things of my life without regrets. It is the time where I could just smile, laugh and sometimes even cry at the memories that are worth reminiscing. This is the time where I can be free from stresses. Some people will look at me as if I am some kind of a crazy woman, but I just don't pay attention because I am too busy to care. I laughed again, okay, I just remembered something or should I say someone. I had this ultimate crush when I was in 9th grade. At first, I just found him so attractive but surprisingly, the more I know him, the more I got attracted. We were in the same batch; somehow we were close to each other. We became classmates for almost five years. Yep, five, but I had a crush on him for almost four years only. I don't know if he knew anything about it but I don't care anymore. Come on! It has been like eight years, so why bother? Unfortunately, he doesn't feel the same way. I wasn't sure if he has a girlfriend by that time or none. He is the kind of guy who rarely shares and expresses feelings to other people. He is too private. Guess what, the silliest thing I have ever done to him was that I made a cake on his 17th birthday. And the most interesting part was that I did not tell him that I was the one who made it, I just send it in their home with a note "From your, prettiest secret admirer!" I chuckled upon remembering those crazy little things.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Malia and I'm your chief flight attendant. On behalf of Captain Tristan, the entire crew, welcome aboard Pacifico Airlines. Non-stop service from Los Angeles to Philippines....."
I went back to my senses because of the announcemet. The empty seat beside me is now occupied. It's a guy. I could not see his face because it was covered by a face mask. He's sleeping already, eh? He should be listening to the announcement "What a sleepyhead!" I did not mind him anymore and just focus my attention to the flight attendants.
Two hours has passed. I was sleeping peacefully when suddenly I felt something heavy in my right shoulder. I looked at what it is but I saw who it is. THE GUY A WHILE AGO IS NOW LEANING IN MY SHOULDER. Wow! Do I look like a pillow? I was about to wake him up but I was captivated by the mole beside his right eye. I know someone who has a mole beside the right eye. "Uhm, excuse me!" Tapping his shoulder as gentle as I can, I don't want to make a scene. "Please, wake up!" He moved a litle bit and opened his eyes slowly.
"I'm sorry!" he said in a just-woke-up voice. I barely heard it.
"It's okay." I smiled as if it is really okay even though it's not. Honestly, I am not rude; I just don't like strangers leaning in my shoulder. I find it annoying.
I saw his eyes and felt familarity inside me. Why I have this feeling that I know this someone? He removed his face mask. I finally see his lips, it is kinda pinkish. He pouted and I find it so cute. "Shet!" now I know why he seems so familiar! Indeed, I know him. I know him more than I should have known him.
