Internet Friends // Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 2

Riley wakes me up, I put on a sweatshirt and some gray sweat pants because I won't know anyone at that airport, right?

We drive to the airport. I open the door and hear high pitched screaming with a mob of girls.

We kind of just walked past it, though.

When we boarded the plane, my sister had to sit behind me since seat 18b was taken. (My seat was 18a)

While we were waiting to take off, I went on tumblr.

"Please turn off all electronic devices at this moment." The attendant said over the loud speaker.

I closed my laptop, closed my eyes and I heard someone rushing to the seat next to me.

Did I care who it was?

No.

I fell asleep and woke up when we were landing. And I was on the boy next to me's shoulder. He was asleep, too.

I couldn't tell who it was, though. He had a blindfold over his eyes.

"Hey, um, wake up?" I awkwardly tapped his shoulder.

"What?" He removed his blindfold and I immediately knew who it was.

I widened my eyes. "Matthew?"

"Wait, are you..." he squinted his eyes. "From Tumblr? Nicole?"

"Yeah." I was beaming. But, to be honest,

I WAS DYING INSIDE.

We talked and talked and talked about. everything.

"Please remove your seat belts and exit the plane."

I grabbed my bag and walked next to Matthew. He took out his camera.

"Hey guys, we are getting of the plane and I am with my new friend," he put his arm around me.

"Holy shit it's Matthew Espinosa!" I hear from behind me.

"Shit." Matthew turned of his camera, put his hoodie on and put the hood up.

"Let's goooooooo, Nic." Riley tapped me.

"Sorry, I have to go. Bye, Matt." I whisper

"No, can you please please please stay with me, so I look like a normal person?" Matt pleads.

"Riley, I'll meet you at the hotel. Just take the big luggage, I'll take my purse."

"Fine." she walks off the plane and I get my purse from under the seat. We wait until we're the last ones off the plane.

Then, Matt takes out his camera.

"So, I met this girl on tumblr. and consequently, we sit next to each other on the plane? Weird." we laugh. "This is Nicooooole."

"Would that make you Maaaaaathew?" I say as we're walking through the terminal.

"Imma get Starbs." he takes out his wallet.

"I'll go, too." It was pretty late, so I wasn't planning on getting something strong.

"NAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!!" Matt ran up to Nash who had just gotten off his flight.

"MAAAAAATT!" Hayes saw Matt and run up to him.

I just stayed back at the Starbucks ordering my drink.

"Guy, come on! I want you meet my new friend." Matt pulled them over.

I DIE SO HARD. IT'S TOO MUCH.

"This is Nicooooole."

"Nash, that's Hayes." They held out their hands for me to shake. I shook them.

"Where's Jack?" Matt asked.

"Um, at the hotel?" Hayes butted in.

"Where you staying?" Nash gestured toward me.

"Um," I look at my phone. "Hilton's Embassy. You?"

"Same." Matt narrowed his eyes at me.

"Stop stalking meeeeee." I laugh and he starts chasing me through the airport.

"STOOOOOOP!" I yell.

We run outside and hail a taxi and put our bags in the trunk.

"Well, how did you guys meet?" Hayes asked, from the back seat.

"Over tumblr. Then Nicoooole here stalked me and sat next to me on the fucking plane." Matt rolls his eyes.

"This is your stop." The driver shooed us off and threw our bags off.

We all walked in and I waited for them while they checked in, since Riley had already checked me in.

When they were done, we all got into the elevator and all their hoods were up.

"Seriously?" I ask.

"Mobs." They all say.

"Where's your room?" I ask.

"560. You?" Matt answered.

"839."

"FINALLY YOU DON'T STALK ME."

"Actually, is she a fan?" Nash asks.

"Yeah, why?" I answer. "I'm not crazy. I'm fanning super hard right now, but I'm not cracra."

"Never mind." Nash looks down.

The elevator stops.

"Your stop." I smile.

"Bye Nicoooooole." Matt hugs me and inside I DIE.

"Bye, Nicole." Hayes said.

"Will I see you tomorrow?" Nash asked.

"Duuuuuuh." I said. "Bye."

I sigh. "AAAAH! I was just in an elevator WITH THREE BOYS FROM MAGCON!!!!"

I said that in my head.

Riley opens the door and I walked and flopped on the bed.

"I'm going to bed. Am I coming with you tomorrow?" Riley yawns.

"Do you wanna?" I ask.

"No." She says. "I'm going shopping."

"Alright." I check my phone. It's 11:30. And I just got a text.

'Can you meet me at my room tomorrow? - Matt'

'Yeah.' I reply.

DID I JUST TEXT MATTHEW ESPINOSA? OMG.