What's hidden within me, Ameera Butt [best free ebook reader .txt] 📗

lot one person had seat away from all of us. So that unlucky person is you. Enjoy your flight, I’m off to seat number M11.” Mass smiled and rushed off whilst finishing of his sentence. Lilly gave him such evil eyes as all of them walked passed her.
“Well at least I have the window seat.” I whispered to myself and sat down on my seat not knowing what this journey was going to introduce me too.

As the plane engine started and the seat belts were clucked on tight. As the journey was about to start, as all of us were going to be up high. As the excitement raised in my mind, as the cloud were closer tonight. As I met my eye contact with him. Him who made my life.

“Excuse me are you going to switch of the light up there?” My eyes squinting half open half shut as I asked the guy sitting next to me angrily. I moaned and turned my head to the side trying to avoid the small flash of light facing down on me. I was really sleepy and that light was becoming pretty annoying. I had got no respond, hoping the person would understand and switch the light off, I waited for two minutes. Obviously I had failed in giving that order to whomever was next to me as I found the light still being on after the two minutes of aggressive silence. I wanted to literally turn around and slap that person across the face for ruining my sleep. He was really asking for it!

In anger I bring my body up as I do a quick aggressive sigh and turn to look at the person who was sitting next to me. Shockingly he was lying there in his seat sleeping with a blindfold on his eyes with that flash of light on. Why on earth would he have it on when he was sleeping himself? Which idiot does that? In this moment I thought I had the perfect chance to just grab onto his neck and strangle him to death! But good thing those stupid anger management lessons Mass had been giving me came in hand. I slowly calm myself as I poke the guy next to me softly on the arm waiting for him to respond. A few seconds later he didn’t respond, I assumed he was probably in some deep sleep. Ruining my sleep how can he go into deep sleep this seemed pretty impossible! He had to be punished in some sort of way. As I sit back and start thinking I look through the gaps of the two seats in front of us as a small child and it’s mother were sitting together as the child was drawing with a permanent black marker. In that moment a beautiful and interesting yet very creative idea came to my mind. Let’s just keep in my mind my age was still young then.

I gave a quick small cheeky side smile to myself and leaned forward to disturb the child and mother as I approach forward I whisper out to the kid “Hey there little buddy. Is it okay if I can burrow your marker for a second? I’ll be really quick promise!” The child looked at me seeming so baffled. Like if I had asked for its entire life or something. It was only a marker and I did promise to give it back.
“But it’s mine and I'm using it right now!” The kid spoke out seeming so annoying in that moment.
“I will be only two minutes if that, I promise I will give it back!” I spoke out trying to sound very convincing to the kid as he makes a thinking face and hands over the black permanent marker. I came and sat back on my seat as I looked at half of the person’s face that was sitting next to me. Only half because his upper face was covered with that massive blindfold. It didn’t even seem like a blindfold it was more of a big cloth that was resting on half his face. But I didn't need the upper face anyways; my work was related to the lower.

“Oh gosh, what on earth did you do to the poor guy?” Faith breaks into my story once again asking in such enthusiasm. I look at her and give her a wink as I continue saying my story again.

So I broke off the lid of the marker, accidentally obviously. This had nothing to do with the fact that the kid I took it from was annoying or stupid in any way or so! I started deeply thinking about what I could do as I reached forward towards him being so close I could almost hear him breathing loud enough. His skin seemed so soft and clear, also being so pure at the same time. For a second I thought to myself if I really wanted to ruin it by doing what I had planned to do. I look up to the blindfold on his upper face as I was slowly going to pull it off. However, in no matter of time I quickly get out of my serious moment and started drawing on his face like a little kid. Giggling away being as imaginative I could ever be I continued drawing. Inside me I really did hope then that the marker would come off but knowing the work ‘permanent’ being with it I knew he wouldn't be going around a lot with that not on his face.

I gave a lost finally touch as the pen hit a little hard against his cheek and he gave a strong movement trying to take the blindfold of his eyes. Realising he had now woken up I quickly rushed backwards to sit on my seat properly before he could noticed I was up to something throwing the kids marker back to him. The guy pulled of the blindfold and he squinted for two seconds and pulled himself up. I’m assumed he was about to shout at me or something instead he came out with something totally different as he looked up at me and spoke out “Ow” As he took a deep look at me he continued speaking just making his pace a little slow. “Wow... How... Now?” He kept looking into my eyes and he tried to observe my face as I sat there trying to act so innocent.
“Well hello there!” The man said clearing his voice after he finished speaking. I looked at him seeming so puzzled. Did he not realise what I had just done? I tried to get words out of my mouth but instead only random mumbling came out. Which he obviously couldn't understand? He looked at me with those hazel green eyes which had an interesting effect of grey mixed within it. Seemed pretty mysterious if I'm going to be honest.

“Do you have a name? Wait you can hear me right?” He continued speaking whilst I sat beside him frozen not knowing what on earth I was doing. “Are you okay?” He asked now seeming very scared at how I wasn't reacting to anything. I looked away from his eyes as I focused on the rest of his face. I looked around seeing what kind of amazing art I had created on his lower face knowing he would be pretty furious once he finds out. I couldn’t take it in me any long as I burst up laughing so loudly and hard that everyone could hear me laugh. Even Mass and the group could all the way from section M. I laughed and laughed and then laughed a little more. I couldn’t stop laughing. They’re actually came a moment where I had forgotten why I was laughing and was just stupidly laughing. It seemed so ridiculous. At first the boy looked at me so perplexed on why I was laughing. I’m pretty sure he thought I was mentally disturbed or something without a doubt! After a while he looked so intensely into me that he started smiling at me laughing. I don’t know if he was smiling at me in a good or bad way but the smile sure seemed dreamy then.

I managed to finally stop laughing as I sat back down in position trying to still calm down. I look back at him as I expressed to him “you have something on your face. Lower down.” I instructed him to a mark as he tried to rub it off not knowing half his face is covered with marks. I couldn’t control it again and burst out laughing one more time this time laughing for longer. Eventually I was able to stop laughing. It was really a mission but I survived it.
“Are you okay now?” The guy asked being very worried.
“Yes I’m good thanks.” I replied still chuckling.
“Good, I’m Lionel by the way. Lionel Mitty. That’s two T’s but one T being silent.” He told me his name, clearing out the explanation of his surname.
“Ah Mitty. Sounds unique, I’m Lillian Marwick. You can call me Lilly.” I replied back thinking it’s safe to tell him my name.
“Lilly, beautiful name you have there. It matches with your beautiful eyes.” He complimented me. Usually I wouldn't be so flattered about these sort of cheesy lines. But I don't know why he made me giggle when saying it as a weird seriousness had appeared on my face. “So Lilly, what are you planning on doing in Spain?” Lionel continued saying.
“Well, my friends wanted to have a beach holiday. Spain seemed just about right.” I replied.
“And where are these friends?”
“Sitting back in aisle M11, M12, M whatever...”
“And you are stuck here with me in D?”
“Sounds pretty much right to me dude.”

We spoke for the rest of hour journey getting to know each other becoming mainly just friends. Even he was going for his holidays, but he was going alone. Me being crazy yet so kind I offered him to join me and my friends thinking what would the guy do alone in Spain even though there are many things he could do. Not that I forced him to come with us or anything...

“And that’s your time up for the day in fact we went on two minutes extra Lillian Marwick.” Faith shakes me out of my own story and tells me.
“Oh, that was pretty quick Faith.” I reply in a shock.
“Yeah when you are telling something interesting, you kind of forget the time going past Lilly.”
“Well thanks for listening to all this.”
“Wait this is just the beginning right? This is just the little part.” Faith asks curiously.
“Indeed faith. Indeed.” I grab onto my bag and walk towards the door and look back at Faith as she puts her pen and note pad back in place. “See you tomorrow Faith” I say promisingly.

Starting a story can be easy; dragging it a long can be difficult. You need to come in with every detail and situation and you need to face the truths and facts. Life brings a person to many stages. They face the ups and the down, but the better person is that strongest person who goes to a million yet is still stood on two feet with that smile across its face and a mind full with idea of future and new opportunities.

Chapter Three