Chapter 2- the new friend

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I found my plane just in time. The stewardess gave me a warm smile which I returned as I got in the plane and she helped me to my seat. Once I was seated I started looking for my phone. A wave of panic attacked me as the thought of losing my phone came to mind. After looking in every possible place i buried my face in my hands and hoped that my phone would magically reappear.

I'm doomed. I thought miserably.

"Ahem, excuse me miss , are you alright?"

I looked up and my heart nearly stopped beating. I looked to my left and saw the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. He had black-brown colored hair, eyeglasses, soft brown eyes that looked almost gold, a light mustache and beard. He probably hasn't shaved for a few days. I managed a small smile and said "well, I ..."

"Please fasten your seatbelts we are about to take off. "

I clicked my seatbelt into place before turning my attention back to the stranger next to me. I then told him that I accidentally left my phone at a cafe in the airport.

He surprised me by saying, "do you need to call someone? You can use mine. " He offered his iPhone 6 to me. I smiled because this phone was almost exactly identical to the one I lost. Except, his was black and mine was white .

" Thank you so much " I said to him. I then offered my hand "Hazel Armada" his eyebrows shot up but he accepted my hand and said "Malcolm Wright" This time it was my eyebrows that shot up .

"Are you by any chance related to Demetri wright? " I asked.

"Are you by any chance related to Harold Armada? " he shot back.

I laughed softly . "He's my father. "

"Same here" I raised an eyebrow and he said "I mean...Demetri is my father... Not your father. , I mean. ..."

I laughed. He was stuttering.

"Call me Malcolm."

"Hazel" I said with a laugh.

I took his phone and dialed Celeste's number. I had memorized it by heart.

I spoke in Tagalog, a language we had both studied last year, so that Malcolm couldn't understand .

"hello?"
"Celeste, si hazel to "
"Hazel? Anong nangyari? Sinong kasama mo? Nasaan ba ang cellphone mo? "
"Huwag kang mag alala. Nandito na ako sa eroplano. May..... Bago akong kaibigan na nagpahiram sa kaniyang cellphone. "
"Bakit?"
"Kasi nawala ang cellphone ko. Paki sabi ni inay at ni tommy "
"Sige sige. Bumili ka ng bago kapag nandito ka na sa Paris."
"OK."
"Sige ingat"
"Paalam"

I shut the phone off. I gave it back to Malcolm with a smile. He just nodded.

"Ang husay mu magtagalog Hazel"

I froze. He speaks Tagalog!?

Authors note: hi! Tell me how you like the story so far! Below I'll translate the phone call between hazel and celeste.

"Hello?"
"Celeste, its hazel"
"Hazel? What happened? Who are you with ? Wheres your phone?!"
"Don't worry. I'm on a plane. I have ...a new friend who let me borrow his phone. "
"Why?"
"Because my phone got lost. Please tell mom and tommy"
"Okay okay , buy a new one when youre in Paris."
"Okay"
" ok, be careful"
"Bye"

Malcolm: " you're good at speaking Tagalog hazel."

Sorry for the short chapter! I just wanted this chapter to be about hazel and malcolm meeting! Thanks for reading! :)

-AveryDelgotto46 ^^

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