~7:28am
"Nataaaa! my suit case is fucking massive and i cant pull it any longer. Its taller then me!" Angelina exclaimes. Shes always has the most intolerable problem with complaining, people love to call her personality 'spicy' but shes really just loud. "Also i cant walk any longer, these shoes were definitely not the right move."
"Look Angel, you're really not helping me right now, my wallet is literally slipping from my fingers and my hoodie is falling from my waist. Could you stop complaining for two seconds and just pull the suit case till' we get to the taxi. ill take it from there." I spit back at her. Im starting to rethink my decision about moving from England to Germany. Its been on are bucket list since we were 8.
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"Hey Nata?"
"Mhm?"
"Do you ever regret dropping out of school to become a full time designer with me?"
"No, Of corse not! Your my favourite person in the whole world an there is nobody that id rather do this with. The last 4 years have been a blast. Plus we have all the money an 18 year old could want!
"haha yeah of corse!"
~10:23am
After a long taxi ride, we get to are new home. We are greeted with boxes stacked upon boxes. I, unfortunately, have one hand clutching onto my new key, my other hand gripping onto both suit cases and my wallet shoved in my mouth from paying the taxi diver, therefore i signal over Angelina to move the boxes.
After a long 10 years ,exactly, from the day we wrote the bucket list, i pushed the key into the slot, twisted it 'till i heard the click and after came a long sigh of relief from the two of us, we entered and dragged are packages in.
~2:58pm
"Woop woop! That only took us like 3 hours, 30 cans of red bull and some installers to unpack and build everything!"Ange declared. She kinda sounds like a dj whose making an announcement, like an overly happy and positive fake accent. But im not complaining, it sorta scratched an itch i had in my head.
"Yes! Go find your car keys and we can go to the grocery store, im starving!" I commanded jokingly "Im just going to take a shower,i stink!"
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I slowly undress in the bathroom, constantly glancing up at my reflection in the mirror; not because the lady looking back at me is ugly, or unfamiliar, but shes so.. pretty? Its taken 18 years for me to realise that im not ugly, people pay to look like me and i should embrace how i look for free. I spent my whole life worrying about how i look, but it doesn't really matter, honestly; i give myself all the attention i think everyone else is giving me. Nobody cares about how i look more then i.
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I step into the shower and a shock shoots through my body as i place my warm feet on the cold shower floor. I flick on the shower and let the unheated water drizzle down my hair, down my back and over my legs. Thankfully, we took some toiletries from england in little travel containers. I slowly pick up my shampoo and massage it in my hair, i've always loved the feeling of the product in my hair, on my fingers. I rinse as fast and i apply and now were going onto conditioner.
"Natalka! Whats taking you so longg" She knows that dragging her words will always speed me up, i don't know how or why but it always works.
"One second let me rinse my hair and im out!"
I shout, are apartment isn't to big so she could hear me if i spoke normally.
I quickly put on my moisturiser and brush my teeth and hair, then run across are home to dress up. I wore a little black tank top with some denim shorts, and i had a little charm bracelet i took from my sister back in england and a small silver necklace that read my birthdate.
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Playing By Heart
Mystery / ThrillerHello! My name is Natalka Perez and my best friend is Angelina Azann. We have finally taken a huge step in are shared bucket list, but unfortunately nothing good lasts forever. As a writer I just wanted to give full credit to @winternightz because m...
