I got it! I got the ticket! My first summer outside Nigeria!
I always envied my friends when they told me of their
vacations. Today, it is exactly one week after I got my free ticket to France;
I was headed for the airport. I was anxious, it was my first flight ever and I
was very excited.
I got to France a day after to spend a couple of days, I was
led to the room by the receptionist the hotel was nothing like home, and it
felt like heaven! My room was on the fourth floor, when I entered the elevator
it was like space! So many luxuries, I was stunned by the beautiful
environment. I took pictures to lay as proof to my friends that I left Nigeria
for summer.
At 1:30 pm the next day I decided to explore so I had my
first stroll, France is indeed big and beautiful as everyone claims. Just as I
stumbled upon a big attractive building one mile away from the hotel, there was
a tall handsome man I saw. I could stare all day, but I didn’t I was too
curious to discover what was in the building, so I walked confidently into the
building and I was amazed! People shopping, eating, watching movies, gambling
and more, it was something I had never seen it was like a different world.
I got a drink at the bar and as I turned to get a sit, the
same man that stole my attention for a second stood in front of me and said, “I
am Augustus Caprio”. It took me seconds to respond as I was still dazed by his hazel
eyes and warm body physique, yet I said “I am Linda Bootleg” lovely name, he
replied. So engrossed in our discussion while we had lunch, Lunch? I wondered
if it was the first date. He stared at me and held my hands; it was the first
love I felt. Augustus asked me to be his
girlfriend without a second thought I said yes.
It was 7:35 pm I had to go home, Augustus wasn’t happy but he
understood. Surprisingly, he kissed me it was like a feel of cold ice through
my veins, it was the first kiss in my first relationship ever. On my way home I
felt dizzy but to my consciousness I was on my bed late for my English test, I
got dressed and left hurriedly. On my way I bumped my leg against a stone and I
had a cloudy head. Suddenly! I heard shuffling of feet and I opened my eyes to
see people exit the conference hall of “the power of women”. I looked around,
saw my tag, I am Cassey Thomas, still in Nigeria.
The first dream held my first love and my first kiss. If
only it was not the first dream but indeed the first.
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