He loves me . . . He loves me not

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 ~ Jane never had an easy life. She is 16. Her mother died when she gave birth to Jane, and her only sibiling was her sister. Which, who died while fighting in the war against Iraq. The only other thing that made her happy was her music, and her best friend. Jane's almost-happy llife is going to change. She has to move to another state to live with her father closest friend. Which is good, right? ~

Its been a week since my father died. He was the last family member I had. I held the neckalce that my sister closed in my hand. As soon as I heard my flight being called by the big speaker, I picked up my backpack and a small suitcase and started walking. I sat in my seat on the plane and looked out the window. Luckily, no one had assigned seats next to my, sinceI was in first class. Ipluged mybeats into myiPodand put them on my head. No song was playing, i just sat there staring at the screen, until I saw a tear appear on the screen. I quickley wiped of the tear and tapped on 'random'. A song started playing,

'Shut the door, turn the light off. I wanna be with you, i wanna feel you love. I wanna lay beside youI cannot hide this even though i try-'

I tapped the pause button and set my iPod down on the seat next to me. My face turned hot and my eyes were filled with water. As soon asI sniffled up my tears, i looked up, and only to see aguy staring at me. I flashed my eyes down to the floor, then back to him. He was still staring. Man, what was wrong with this guy? I looked downand up once again, but the guy was smiling this time. I looked out the window, but only to feel likeI was being watched.Turning my head slowly, ready to yellat him, but he wasn't there. I stood up and looked around for him;I wasn't sure why I was, butI was. "Looking for me?" the boy asked. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He grinned and laughed quietly. "Sir? Ma'am? Can you please sit down?" the flight attendant. I nodded and sat down at my spot, then I looked at the guy who sat down next to me, but didn't say anything. "So, what's your name?" he asked. "Jane."I said. He nodded, "Mine's Hunter" he said with a smile. I smiled back the looked out the window. While I was putting on my beats again, I felt him watching me. Slowing, but at the same time, quicklyI fell asleep.

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"Attention, passengers. Your flight will be ending in about 20 minutes" I heard on the caption speaker. I noticed that Hunter went back to his seat. I heard some one laughed when i jumped because some one dropped something on the floor. My eyes shot to Hunter, and he smiled. With my music on, i walked out of the plane and went to a restrant nearby. I slowly ate my lunch, thinking about Hunter. Why him? 1:30, i thought. I finished my lunch and grabbed my bags and walked out of the airport. I smelt the Californian air, knowing at least it was different then from Ohio. I rushed to a bus stop to get to my new home.

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