Tristan's POV

I was waiting at the airport for Connor's arrival, when suddenly someone jumps on my back. I instantly grab their arm and fling them off, frustration covering my face.

"WHY THE ACTUAL FUCK WO— Macy?" I question, what was she doing here?

"Hello Evans." she smirks, bouncing up and down like a little child.

"What you doing here eh?"

"Waiting for my sister. What about you?"

"Just waiting for an old friend, thats all."

"Cool."

We stand in silence, the awkwardness flowing through very slowly. My phone beeps and I reached into my coat pocket, to see a text from the short brownhaired boy.

connor
Yo Tris, I'm just stuck in luggage for a bit so you have to wait a little longer so have fun bun :)

I laugh, reading his excuse a couple of times before Macy tapped my shoulder. Fun bun. Cause buns can be fun? No, I don't really understand him...

"Yesss?"

"Who you texting?"

"Oh, just Connor. He's stuck in luggage."

"Connor?" she gives me a weird look and I laugh, shaking my head.

"My friend."

"Oh right."

We stand once again in silence, until I hear a Scottish voice behind me.

"YO TRIS, WHAT YOU DOING?"

I look round, finding Connor running over and jumping onto me, Macy laughing quietly.

"Condora, get off me!" I whine, slapping him off of me. He's soo clingy when he's in England, I just don't understand why.

"Sorry."

He rolls off and picks himself up, pulling me up after. He looks over to Macy and smirks. Great Lord, save me please.

"Connor, this is Macy. Macy, Connor."

They smile while exchanging quick hellos before Macy gets called over by someone.

"I've got to go. Nice meeting you Connor, see you later Evans."

She skips over to this blonde haired boy and they hug, walking off after.

"So Tris..." 

"Yes?"

"When will I meet Lorna?"

"Soon."

"It betta be."

Only the thought of the girl was confusing for him.