Love In Sarcelles (Writing In Progress)

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Khassidy's P.O.V: After me and Izza came back from the Pier around 5:45 pm after having a small celebration brunch and dinner, we headed back to the studio first for a little dance party.

Izza had the studio keys and opened the doors of the studio. We both ran inside, and I headed for the light switch and flipped it on. We started dancing to Beyoncé's "Upgrade U" Perfect song choice since I was getting the biggest upgrade of my life. Seriously... what would I have done without Izza? I'm usually very independent but with her around lately, I've grown so soft to her magical touch. It's unbearable how this woman can make anything happen in an instance. She turned a tragedy into a miracle.

|One hour later...|

About some time after 7:30 pm , we finally got back to Izza's place after our little dance party at the studio. After we slipped into something more comfortable away from our outside clothing, Izza took her MacBook out and we started searching for luxury homes in Paris,France.

Izza: "So which city in Paris are you thinking about, love? I want to see which cities in France matches your personality."

Khassidy: "What does my personality have to do with the type of city I choose to live in?"

Izza: "Can you just trust me on this one? Do you not want to fit in when you get there?"

Khassidy: "Izza... you know how I feel about being like everyone el-

Izza: "Bingo! I found the perfect city for you. "Sarcelles". Let me click on the description here to see what little Sarcelles is like.

I just let Izza do her magic. After all, I can't really doubt her plan of finding the perfect home for me.

Izza: "Hmm. It says here that its a commune in the northern suburbs of Paris, France.

Khassidy: "Ooo. The suburbs. Maybe I may be able to fit in perfectly. But what's a commune?"

Izza: "See girl. I know what i'm doing. Let me work my magic. And let me look that up for you."

Izza searches "define commune" into the Google search bar. It states that a commune is a group of people living together and sharing possessions and responsibilities. But the second meaning was pertaining to France: the smallest French territorial division for administrative purposes. I guess a small community wouldn't hurt to live in. I do come from a small family after all.

Khassidy: "Intresting. It's a small community. Can you check the population and the crime ra-"

Izza: "Sis." she chuckles. "You will be fine. I'm pretty sure there will be some guides there to help you navigate your way when you first get there. No need to search the crime rate. It's a beautiful place! You will differentiate the creeps from the peace makers. I can guarantee you that. And foremost, you've been there before."

Khassidy: "Yeah the capital, but not Sarcelles in particular. It seems so hood like-"

Izza: "Sis. How you gon' assume it's hood like and we ain't even see pictures of the city yet? Can you bare with me, please? It may be a small city, but just for your sake, ima look up the population. NOT the crime rate. You're too scared. You should be fine!"

She searches for the population in Sarcelles. 57,412. Pretty decent number for a small community.

Khassidy: "This seems like a lot of people, but I know for sure there's a lot more in NY."

Izza: "For real though, sis. This ain't even a bad number. "NY got like-" She searches for NYC's population. "8.623 million."

We both looked at each other in disbelief, then we started smiling and laughing as if we knew what we were both about to say.