Chapter 3.
"Can I have your attention, please?" He heard being called. "There has been a luggage carousel change for flight 912" It continued. "It will now be on carousel 4."
He walked over to carousel 4 and as he got there he saw the girl sitting on the carousel, leaned over so her arms and head were resting on her knees. He walked over to her and stopped in front of her.
She heard someone walking to her and looked up a little and saw that it was him. "Don't" She said.
"I'm Ryan" He said. "I just thought we'd chat ab…" He started but was caught off by the girl.
She got up so she was sitting normally. "Blah, blah, blah… see, it's ruined." She said.
"What's ruined?" He asked, confused.
She looked up to him. "Our little secret" She said.
Ryan looked around him. "Actually, I think the stewardess was kind of onto us…" He said as the bell rang, signalling that the bags were coming on the carousel.
She stood up as she heard the bell ring. "Well, she'll have to be killed." She said. She started looking out for her bag.
He did the same and as he got his bag he took it off the carousel and turned to the girl again. "I'm Ryan" He said.
She turned to him. "You keep saying that" She said. She turned back to the carousel and continued looking for her bag.
"Wow. You don't make it easy for a guy" He said.
She finally spotted her bag and took it off the carousel. "I think I made it pretty easy for you, Ryan" She said, emphasising his name. And with that she walked off, leaving him there looking rather confused.
Ryan was standing by the tracks, waiting for the train. He decided to have a smoke so he took out his pack and took out a cigarette and lighted it when he heard the girl talking to him.
"Can I bum a cigarette?" She asked him.
He looked up and saw her a few meters away from him. He smiled at her a little and walked over to her. He took out one cigarette and handed it to her. He then took his cigarette out of his mouth and lit hers with it.
"Thanks" She said, stepping a few meters away from him.
He looked at her and took his cigarette out of his mouth, holding it between his fingers. "So, what does Bon Jovi do?" He asked, taking another drag from the cigarette.
She looked back at him. "Who?" She asked.
"The boyfriend" He answered.
She sighed. "Ex-boyfriend" She corrected him.
"Yeah, I noticed that" He said. He took a couple of more drags as did she. "So, what happened there?" He asked. He stepped a couple of steps closer to her.
He looked at him. "What, are we friends now?" She asked, sarcastically. She kept looking in his eyes for a moment.
He smirked at her. "I'd say we're little bit more then friends" He said and she just rolled her eyes. He moved his stare from her to the tracks and back up at her. "Bon Jovi got a big record contract or something?" He asked, taking another drag.
She looked at him. "His name's not Bon Jovi" She said.
Ryan half-smiled at her. "Oh" He said. He finished his cigarette and dropped it down and stepped on it.
"He plays guitar" She said as she did the same with her cigarette.
"Everyone plays guitar" Ryan pointed out.
She turned to him and smirked. "You play guitar?"
He looked at her. "No" He said, looking away.
She looked back at the tracks. "Strike two" She said. She saw the train was coming so she picked her bag up.
"Strike two?" He asked, confused. "What was strike one?"
She smirked at him and walked into the train which had just stopped there.