It was a Friday and she had just gotten home from school. Her mom and dad were on a work trip for the weekend and Kyle should get home soon since he had to ride the bus. While she waited, she changed out of her school uniform and put on some tight jeans and a random band t-shirt.
As soon as she pulled the shirt over her head, she heard the door open and shut meaning that Kyle was home. Ella left her room without looking in the mirror to go see her brother and give him his chores for the next few days. After all, she was the oldest, so she was in charge while their parents were gone.
As always, there wasn't much talk between the two when they greeted each other. As they had gotten older, a small sibling rivalry had erupted and their was always some sort of torment or competition. It wasn't five minutes later, Kyle went
Green eyes sparkling behind thick black frames, subtle pink lipstick and hair in a tall, blonde bun, impaled with a couple of chopsticks. It’s a Red Eye flight, no reserved seating, every seat is fair game as people just try and get some sleep or catch up on some last minute prep for whatever’s greeting them tomorrow.
“No, no they aren’t. Would you like the window or the aisle?”
I’ve sat in the middle seat for just such a reason, so I can hopefully deter folks from sitting next to me. It isn’t the nicest experience to have a few hours sat in close confines with someone who’s either neglected to shower or to take their hay fever medication.
“Window, please, if that’s okay.”
I flip up my tray table and shuffle my way out to the aisle to let her in. She’s smiling and she looks half awake, so this is already a good start. I’m thinking perhaps I should try an