• Chapter Three •

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"We've known each other basically since birth. I mean I love him and all but he can be so unbelievably annoying almost as much as-"

"HEY KEZIAH CHECK THIS OUT! YOU WONT' BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!" My brother yells excitedly.

Oh. My. Goodness. You have got to be kidding me. How is it possible that one person is capable of embarrassing me so much?! If he could only leave me alone...

"KEZIAH IM TALKING TO YOU LOOK OVER HERE!" Marcel exclaims loudly. Like really loudly.

"Um Keziah, I think that boy is calling out for you. Do you know him?" asks Abel.

"Him? Pff noooo. He's just a random guy, I don't even know how he knows my name to be honest." I say whilst sliding down my seat.

"Well if you say so but I want to let you know that he's making his way to our seat.  And fast."

"What! Ugh hide me now please I'm literally begging you."

Before Abel can respond, my brother arrives right next to me.

"Kez, I've been calling your name for the last five minutes, you really need to get your ears checked if you couldn't hear me."

"Ummm, I don't know you, why are you talking to me."

Marcel rolls his eyes and scoffs loudly. "Yeah right Kez. Who's this next to you? Ohhhh that's why your acting like you don't know me."

Marcel addresses Abel, "I'm Marcel, the worlds greatest brother to this loser."

I give Marcel an 'are you kidding me look' and turn to face Abel.

"Just ignore him and hopefully he'll go away. I mean I've been trying this for a long long longggg time and it actually hasn't worked yet but you should still give it a go."

Abel chuckles and says to me "It's alright Keziah, I do have siblings as well. Hi, I'm Abel nice to meet you." He says to marcel while shaking his hand.

"Ermm okay then, I know when I'm not wanted so I'll see you later Kez."

Turning slowly back to Abel with my head down I shyly say, "Sorry about that. My brother can be a bit much. He's actually the reason I moved seats."

"It's alright Brown Eyes if siblings don't purposefully embarrass you then are they really family? And if I'm being honest, I'm glad you moved seats because I got to meet you."

Nervously, I look up at him through my lashes and stutter, "Oh! U-um thanks, I guess. And brown eyes?" I question him.

"It's my pleasure and yeah Brown Eyes."

"Why are you calling me by the colour of my eyes? That's sounds like the cliché nickname the boy gives the girl before they fall in love and ride on out into the sunset." I exclaim dramatically.

"Maybe I want to be the guy that you ride out with."

"You're joking right? You barely know me."

"I know enough to understand who you are."

"You really are quite cocky Abel."

"Confident, not cocky Brown Eyes." Abel smiles cheekily.

"Attention passengers, we will begin descent shortly. Please make sure you are strapped in safely and stay seated until we reach the ground. Thank you."   Says a feminine voice through the speakers.

Strapping myself back in properly, I get comfortable for the rest of the journey.

Surprisingly, Abel grabs my small hand and holds it in his big ones, "The descent and lift off are my least favourite parts of the journey Brown Eyes."

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