Mr.Perfect

A Chapter by Heartless_Writer

We stood there for a while gaping at each other. Well mostly me gaping and him smiling, all of a sudden the speaker yelled "ALL FLIGHTS TO SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA, BOARDING IN 5 MINUTES!!" and some other random announcements, "Th-That's me" I stuttered, still in shock he gave me his number. "Oh, wait, before you go, do you remember, who I am?" said the angelic voice. I opened every drawer of memories in my head but I just couldn't figure it out. How could I have met him before without falling in love with him?!. "Um, No?" I replied slowly. "I went to Circulist Street school" He replied with a smile. I still couldn't remember him, there were only 4 blond boys in my class, Nathan, Matthew, Simon, Patrick. Nathan was pretty cool, maybe it was Nathan. "Um..Nathan" I replied nervously. "NO! Of Course not, I was Matthew!! Remember I had a huge crush on you in year 3, and then in year 4, you asked me if I liked you and I said no..yeah well, I lied" Said Matthew. MATTHEW!! My brain had just exploded, Matthew used to have braces!! and wasn't very smart!! "OMG, you serious??" I replied in shock. "Yes, Rebecca, or should I call you Bec? Like all your friends call you" he asked angelically. "Bec, what should I call you?" I asked . "Matt" he replied. "ALL FLIGHTS TO SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA, ENTER D5!" the ratty women in the speaker yelled. "Oh" I said shortly and turned away. "Bec," Matt said as he softly touched my arm and pulled me back, "I just want you to know I love you". I gasped in shock, he pulled me in for a quick kiss. It only lasted a Milli-second but I could've sworn there were some fireworks somewhere. "LAST CALL!!" said the speaker, there must be some security camera somewhere, I think she might be watching and waiting for me. I said goodbye and ran off. My first kiss, in an airport, I will probably never see him again..great. The flight attendant lady stamped my passport and checked my ticket and lead me onto the plane, I had a window seat, some random person sat next to me but I didn't look at them I just looked out the window. After a few minutes a flight attendant took us through the safety drill. On the plane I stopped looking out the window because the flight attendant was asking if I wanted a drink. I glanced at the person next to me, just to find out that it was the guy who was staring at me from the cafe. This was going to be a long, awkward flight

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