Typical-white-girl-October means big, fluffy jumpers, knee-high boots, pumpkin spice lattes, colourful leaves, and rainy days. But October for Natascha is her final year in HSL - Hotel School Lausanne. For her, October means stress, bitter coffee, exams, deadlines, deadlines and again, deadlines.
What she thought would be her last, uneventful year in HSL turned out to be an exhilarating roller coaster, one that she forgot to fasten her seat belt for.
Friendships will be broken, but new ones will grow. Tears will be shed, but smiles will light the way. Stress will consume her, but her battles will be hard fought. In the end, although, love will find the way and she will find him. She will find him.
"I believe I haven't had the pleasure of introducing myself, yet."
I slowly turned to look at Mr. Sexy Surname. He was intensely gazing at me, his eyes boring into mine. Just like in the club last night, I thought, as I forced myself to not break eye contact with him.
Now that he was in broad daylight, I could finally distinguish his eyes, and his overall face features, more precisely. I honestly felt like I was in some sort of romance novel as I was thinking this, but this man had the most mesmerizing eyes I have ever seen.
Perhaps it was the lighting, but it appeared that they were almost the color of molten gold with bronze-colored flakes around the irises. They were insane, let me tell you.
Realizing that neither of us had said anything, I nervously looked at the ground. Ah, shit, who's supposed to speak right now? Fuck, should I just say hello, nice to meet you or is he going to say something? Deciding to go with the later, I kept my mouth shut, and glad I did because he spoke.
Previously known as "Before I Met You"