Ocean

super-Superman

They asked if I loved him,

 I said, "Hell yes." 

They asked if he loves me, 

I said, "It's hard to guess.."

^ Faith ^ Tomorrow is the day we've all been waiting for. I've just turned eighteen last week, and I'm a legal adult now! To celebrate, my best friend Tamara and I are travelling by ourselves for the first time to Australia. 

 It's 1 o'clock in the morning. We're supposed to leave for Australia at 9, but I can't sleep. 

 I keep thinking about how it's going to be like, what we're going to do, where we're going to go... Besides, my sister, Ella, snores like a fucking bear, so that's a plus. 

 Before I knew, it was seven in the morning already. I didn't have much time to prepare, so I took a quick shower and got ready. My luggage was already packed. When I was done, it was goodbye time. Grabbing my bag, suitcase and my diary, I hugged my family with tears in my eyes. 

I took an Uber to the airport since I was meeting Tamara there. On the way, I wrote in my diary, which also functions as a sketchbook or a notebook where I spill all my feelings in. It's like my second best friend since "it" happened.

When I arrived at the airport, Tamara wasn't there yet. I got scared after a while; I have never been alone in a crowded place full of strangers before.

I hate being vulnerable. 

 I ran with my belongings, frantically looking around. In my haste, I bumped into a guy.

With a splash, coffee was all over me. 

"Bitch," he spat, "Watch where you're going! Are you fucking blind?" Staring at me for a while, he walked away.

 I was too shocked to answer.  What an asshole!I composed myself, 

but I realized my diary wasn't here. I looked everywhere around me​ but still couldn't find it.

 An announcement played about my upcoming flight.I felt like crying. Everything was going wrong!Suddenly, I felt two hands lift me from the ground. "Here's your notebook," the stranger handed me my precious diary.Before I saw his face, he took my hand and started running towards the gates. He pushed me in, then disappeared. 

 It was too bad I couldn't see who he was, but he was my hero. I gave him a nickname: Super-Superman.I found Tamara on the airplane. I couldn't really talk to her since it was really noisy. Even though I was hoping to sit next to her, she ended up sitting in front of me.There was a positive about our seating arrangements though. I was seated beside this guy, and to be honest, he was hot as hell. He had wavy black hair and tanned skin. I couldn't see his eyes since he was wearing sunglasses. 

"Faith! What are you doing, sit down," I heard Tamara calling, snapping me out of my daydream? Oh shit, I've been staring at the poor guy for the entire time.

He tried to hide his laughter, but couldn't control his smile. How am I going to sit beside him now?

The airplane took off when we all sat down. Not only was this my first time travelling alone, but it was also my first time being on an airplane. I got so scared, I screamed out loud, attracting everyone's attention. 

All of a sudden, I heard a chuckle beside me. "Your hand's really warm." I looked down and realized we were holding hands while I was screaming. I flushed bright red and let go.

"I'm Axel, you?"

 "Faith," I answered, still embarrassed. 

 "Cute name. Are you okay?" Axel asked me.

 "Yep." I didn't say anything else, starting to write in my diary. 

 "Great." 

We were in silence the entire time. A weird thing is that Axel wore a cap plus sunglasses the entire time, what a weirdo. Despite everything that happened, I eventually fell asleep during the flight.

I felt something on my shoulder. It was Faith's head, and she was fast asleep. She looked like a baby. I originally wanted my cousin, Ryan, to sit beside me, but I guess this isn't so bad either. Even though we just met, I felt we would be great friends.

A girl has never made me laugh so hard before. I want to know who she is; she's the first girl who hasn't shown interest in me. Ugh, why am I thinking about her? All the girls are just like Reya. 

Nah, Faith isn't like that.

"Can you please keep quiet? People are trying to sleep here." the old man across the aisle nudged me. 

Oops, I was talking out loud. What the hell is wrong with me today? She looks too young for me anyway, she's probably about eighteen. Girls fight over me all the time, and yet I'm thinking about this weird girl I just met who doesn't know me at all.

There's definitely something wrong with me. Whatever, I'm just going to sleep.