Memories ch. 27

It was really stared to bug me.

"Sam, I know you don’t want to tell me but..."

"Im not going to tell you," I said interrupting her.

"Ok but if it’s about Tim you should..."

"I should what?" Again interrupting her.

"You should tell me"

"Why?"

"Cause Im his friend"

"Ok, but why should I tell you?"

"That’s the reason, im his friend"

"So? Anyway its not about Tim"

"It’s not?"

"No"

"Oh, ok"

"yea"

"Do you um..."

"What?"

"Do you like um..."

"Ah, just tell me"

"I can’t"

"Ok, then don’t"

"But"

"Talk to you later, bye"

I got up and looked for my dad’s seat. I forgot his seat number so I didn’t know where in the world I was going. I walked to the back slowly since the plane was in motion. The seat light was off so I could walk straight. Something touched my lef, I turned my head to look. There Mikey was poking my leg. The seat next to him was empty.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi"

"Where are you going?"

"I was going to the back"

"Why?"

"I was looking for my dad"

"Oh, need some help?"

"No thanks"

"Ok, do you have to find him now?"

"Not really, I was just looking for my dad, he’s probably going to have an extra seat"

"You need a seat?"

"Yea"

"You can sit next to me"

"Are you sure?"

"Yea," he nodded and smiled.

I sat down almost falling. He kept looking at me from the side.

"What?" I asked him.

"...I just don’t know your last name"

"I don’t know yours either"