Riley
Gripping the armrests like a life preserver. My knuckles turn white as I dig into the soft padding. My stomach drops as we begin to ascend into the sky. This is my first trip in an airplane. And hopefully my last. Eventually, the plane levels out and I release a breath I had not realized I was holding.
"Clear skies ahead. We should reach our destination in about three hours."
I look across at the handsome young man looking at me expectantly. Did he really want to have a conversation now?
I hadn't realized before how young he actually was maybe twenty five at the most. I know it seems kind of hypocritical of me to be judging someone on their age seeing how I haven't even reach my twentieth birthday. But after being with Adrian and Joshua, this boy doesn't even seem to compare to
