Arriving in California was enough of a trip. But having a fancy limo pull up for ME in a crowded airport was SO different. I knew what was gonna happen.
" Are you Sophronia Isoba?" a too darn gorgeous guy, who looked around my age maybe a little older asked.
I nodded, still awestruck by his beauty. And yes I said beauty. Cali boys are everything they're said to be.
With a smile, he grabbed my suitcase and opened the door for me.
So kind.
Inside, it was AHmazing. Drinks, snacks, warm velvety seats all for me.
" Wow, limos are SO cool..." I breathed.
" You've never been in one before? Like for prom?" He asked curiously, driving down the ramp.
" Um, no actually. Im only a junior."
"Ohh. I see."
There was a brief silence, which I was used to. Guys weren't really my thing, so convos were always akward.
" Oh! My name is Juan. Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself." He smiled sheepishly.
I smiled. Juan. Thats a smexi name. Haha get it? sMEXi?
" As you already know Im Sophronia."
He nodded. " Your name is so beautiful. Whats it mean?"
" Wise hunter something like that. My parents were gangsta hippies."
"Gangsta hippies?" he chuckled.
" Yuhp. They had a ghetto phase in life. The turned to drugs. Blah, BLAH, BLAH. Dont let me bore you."
"No. I always have my attention turned to beautiful ladies like you." He replied with confidence.
Man, this boy is forward!
" Well most of your attention better be on the road." I joked.
