Author's Note:
Thanks to everyone who reviewed and alerted. I appreciate all of it! :)
I never expected to have more than 2 reviews, so I'm very grateful.
KidTantei
LoL, it's okay, glad you spoke your mind :D And yeah he's an awesome best friend *Wink wink*
I really am grateful for your review, thanks a bunch :)
CrimsonCutie13
This is like the second time I'm going to say Aww... your so sweet :D Cuz you are! And thank you, I'll do my best, mostly because when I read, I find it irritating :D
AkiraxArikaI'm glad you found it interesting, and I have to agree, no piece of literacy has completely no mistakes,
you probably find some awkward sentences or grammer mistakes too. Thank you for the review :)
snitchykun
Thank you so much! That means a lot. :)
To loves
Aww... your too sweet, thank you, and I haven't really written before unless its for school. So I'm very flattered. :)
Here's the second chapter!
~Enjoy!
,.-~*'¨¯¨'*·~-.¸-( 30 Days in Cali )-,.-~*'¨¯¨'*·~-.
Chapter 2: The Fating Destination
It was now six. The goodbyes were far gone. Now she was just annoyed. Yes, plain annoyed at the fact that her 5:30 plane that she booked, was now late. Her butt was getting numb by sitting on those uncomfortable airport waiting chairs for so long.
However, I really don't know why she should worry at all if her plane may be delayed. Little does she know that her destiny awaits, just seats away. She wasn't fool; she had already taken full notice of the stranger five seats away from her. Through the tiny glances she took, she knew he was damn hot.
Sadly, this wasn't the first time Mikan saw a super hot guy. Nevertheless, let's not talk about that, the past is the past. Instead, let's rivet back to the fact how Mikan is still super ticked off about her flight.
"Ladies and gentlemen, flight 30 to California is now ready for boarding. Flight 30 to California is ready for boarding."
Mikan couldn't help to grin. She tugged on her luggage and swung her bag onto her shoulders. And with a passport in hand, she was ready to go.
After showing the attendants her passport and her ticket, she went in. With the finding of her first class seat, she realizes how it changed from before. Now you had to share a cubicle with someone instead of having your own.
"It's alright Mikan, maybe the person is a fan and it would be a fun experience for you." Mikan thought to herself. She opened the top cabinet and pushed her luggage in there.
Mikan then sat down on the seat inward. She sighed happily. "I can finally start my novel." She had been planning to start weeks ago, but instead she had been procrastinating.
In seconds after turning on her laptop, her seat partner showed up. It was the stranger from the waiting area. Luckily, she got a better look of him and realized his eyes were crimson. Natural looking crimson.
"They can be contacts can they?" A wondrous question came up into her head, "Maybe we can be friends."
In most cases, you do not speak with the person beside you unless you know them. In most cases, you hardly get to sit beside a super hot guy. And in most cases, you do not want to be friends with the stranger beside you. But in her case, she wanted to speak to him, she did sit beside someone who's completely gorgeous, and she did want to befriend him.
The guy seemed to take no awareness of her presence and took out a manga to read. Uneasily, Mikan gave her signature smile and spoke, "Hi! My name is Mikan Sakura, what's yours?"
He just merely glanced to her and then back to his manga. "Didn't your mom ever tell you not to speak with strangers?"
She gave a foolish grin. "Well if you don't speak with strangers they'll never become someone your familiar with right?"
The stranger didn't answer, he might've been too occupied with the manga he's suppose to be reading, although, do we really know the truth?
Mikan's smile dimmed. Therefore, she started again, "So, what's your name?"
Again, there was no answer. "So, what's your name?" She said louder and slower.
"I'm not deaf you know." He replied while covering his right ear with a hand.
"Well, I don't even know your name, how would I know you're not deaf."
"Your antagonizing me, are you aware of that?"
She pouted, "That's not really nice to say, considering you know nothing about me."
Without taking his eyes away from his manga he replied, "I already know you're loud, annoying, and wears childish patties, like how old are you? Six?"
Mikan's jaw dropped. She looked mortified. "H-h-how dare you? Perverted fox!"
She surmised that he would apologize. And guess what? She was dead wrong he just simply smirked.
"How can you smirk when you just committed a felony?" She said in disbelief.
The stranger snorted. "You call that a felony? Do you even know what a felony means little girl?"
"For your information, I do! I'm actually an author. Haven't you heard of Mikan Sakura before? Hello? Best selling author here?"
He rolled his crimson eyes in annoyance, "So you actually think it's a felony?"
For a minute, Mikan was lost in words. "Well—"
"Attention ladies and gentlemen, we are about to start takeoff, please take this moment to secure your safety belt. May a repeat, we're about to start takeoff, please secure your safety belt."
Mikan swiftly buckled up her belt and went right back to her sentence to her seat partner. "Well not really…"
"Then why did you call it a felony?"
She couldn't take it anymore, all this time she just wanted to know his name. And she thought he might be nice, how wrong was she.
"Look, I thought that I was being nice by being polite to you and stuff, but you sir, would even answer a simple question as, 'what's your name'. So if you prefer not speaking me, fine, I have a novel to write anyway."
With that all done, she began frantically typing on her laptop. She had let all her fumed anger go but it seemed that more anger came into her. Almost lost in thought, she heard a quiet whisper beside her.
"Natsume Hyuuga."
Mikan stopped and then focused her attention back to her seat partner, as now she knew was Natsume Hyuuga.
She smiled big. "See. That wasn't so hard wasn't it?"
"Hn."
Mikan immediately forgot about her novel and ambushed him with questions.
"So tell me, why are you going to California?"
"None of your business." He replied coldly.
"I was just curious…"
Natsume sighed, "I'm a painter,"
Her eyes lit up again. "Really? That's so cool."
"I've been told in my paintings that it didn't have this 'touch'."
Mikan gave a sceptic look, "What do you mean by 'touch'?"
"I'm not sure, I've been told that 'Only the painter knows where to find it.'"
"So in other words, you're going to California to see if you can find the 'touch'."
He nodded solemnly.
"Why are you heading there?"
Mikan smiled, "I like traveling while I work, the location depends on the book, and this time, I'm writing one about summer love affairs."
He nodded again.
That's how the flight went, sometimes they would have small conversations, and sometimes they would do their own things. For Mikan, she would type, read, or watch movies on her iPod touch. For Natsume, he would read, sleep, or listen to his iPod touch.
After a couple meals and naps, the attendant spoke again, "Ladies and gentlemen, we will now be landing in Los Angeles, California, please secure your seat belt. Again, please secure your seat beat."
The landing was smooth yet long, soon another announcement was made, "We are now officially in Los Angeles, California, have a wonderful trip, please keep your mind open here in California, it is The Golden State. What you may expect from this trip is a lot of sunshine, beaches, palm trees, and maybe surprises. Enjoy, and thank you for flying with us."
So now, they're finally in California, you want me to do some math? Okay then. One single girl + one single guy + 30 days in beautiful California = a sweet love story.
So tell me whatcha think, criticism is welcomed with opening arms
Leave a review :)
With Love,
XxWitheringxX