The Song of Our Own

The Forest

Kirstie slowly opened her eyes when she heard light mumbles and the scratchy noise of someone turned a page of a newspaper.

When she saw Avi, her heart fluttered and a smile formed on her face, he looked so good. But on his face was not the smile she loved but an irritated frown instead, and it made her wonder what's annoying him since nothing ever annoyed him.

She yawned lightly to gathered his attention and it worked, his eyes broke contact with the sheet of papers and bored into her, Avi grinned: "Good afternoon beautiful,"

"Hey." She replied and sat up then stretched her back. Unfortunately, though, she caught the bass stared at her. "What? You used Sharpie on me?" She raised her eyebrows and touched her face cautiously.

He looked away with his face reddened and Kirstie can heard an audible gulped emitted from him: "Ah... it's nothing."

She narrowed her eyes: "What? Spill it Avi."

"Nothing."

"Say-it!"

"I said nothing!"

Kevin suddenly popped up out of nowhere, with his face hovered above them, he deadpanned: "He was looking at your curves." The whole floor fell silence and the only sound was the purr of jet engines outside of the fuselage.

Suddenly, the silence was broke when she burst out laughing her head off.

"Really Avi? I don't know you were that type of man." She replied between laughs and everyone else took turns to taunt the poor Bass, as the clock ticked, they got more and more creative rangingfrom: Avi the Perv to Owl Eyes Avi. And Avi from a happy Bass Cannon with a bright smile to a sad Avi with the hideous signature Super-frown of his.

"Okay haha, I get it. No looky." He crossed his arms and leaned back on his seat.

"Awww... Avi but you're looking at me." She hovered her face in Avi's sight.

"Shh... outta the way." He made a face and pushed her away but he can't help but smile at her cuteness.

"Ugh... I'm going to be sick because of you two." Scott groaned and glued his eyes into the window. She laughed smugly at the blonde boy. "Yeaaa..."

"Hey what are you guys going to do when we got back?" She asked with a serious tone and they shrugged: "I don't know, anything, guess?"

She sighed and rolled her eyes: "Boys... I wished Esther was here."

"It's a disadvantage of being a girl, huh?" Mitch grinned and plugged earbuds into his ears. "You have no idea..." Kirstie breathed out exasperatedly and fell back onto her seat when she felt a bit jetlagged from all the movements.

"Jetlagged?" Like a professional Mentalist, Avi questioned with mild concern. He took a hold of her arm and pulled her into his chest. She smiled and happily leaned onto him, breathed in his familiar cologne and felt his warmth beneath her skin. Her heart did it regularly flip when she heard his heartbeat.

"A bit," She shook her head and glanced up at him.

"You don't sound like a bit at all." His fingers intertwined with her hair and he started to play with some strands like he always did when she was laying in his lap, curled them around his finger then released them, repeatedly. She only felt a gentle tug like he was massaging her head, but in a way, is a fact.

"Fine, then I have to say I'm jetlagged to the point of vomitting?" She sassed and kissed his knee lovingly.

"Nah, not to that point." He replied and they laughed together.