You don't love someone because they're perfect. You love them inspite of the fact that they are not.
Chapter One
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I DISLIKE, LOATHE and hate crowded places more than I hated bugs.
Why do airports have to be so crowded? I love travelling but the crowd is a big turn off and the fact that I'm going through this crowd alone is making me want to chip a tooth in anger and my nerves aren't helping.
I hate my mum right now for leaving me to go through all this alone. When she told me about it a week ago, it didn't sound so bad. But the minute I started waiting for my plane ride to the announced, I realized it was a bad idea. I don't mind travelling alone, I enjoyed it. Sitting by the window, while flying second class and playing my games in silence were the perks.
The parts I don't like is the ones involving people, heavy luggage and lines.
I bend my head down, adjusting my dark sunglasses, holding on tightly to my suitcase and duffle bag before I start squeezing my way past people of different cultures, race and tribe – heading straight for the exit.
As my boots make it out the airport and people, I release a breath I've been holding in, then take in the fresh relaxing air New York City has to offer. I dramatically push my glasses up, so that they are perched up my hair, letting my eyes look around. I really can't believe I'm here. If I ever thought I'd be leaving California, I didn't think I'd be leaving it for NYC. Maybe Africa, but not here. The city that never sleeps – I love my sleep.
I snap back to the present as my eyes move around people holding out papers, cardboards and even a clip board with names written on it. I know she's not here but I still search, a part of hoping that she's here. She said; I'll try to come pick you up.
So much for trying.
I whip out my phone and ring her. She picks on the second ring. "Hi baby."
"Hi Mum," I shrug a shoulder to balance my duffle bag. "So, are you coming to pick me?"
I hear her gasp and I roll my eyes, knowing the direction this phone call is going. "You've landed?"
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