When Time Goes On, chapter 2
After my Graduation, I mean RIGHT after my graduation, like two days, my parents kicked me out the house.So I went to my older cousins house in England.I had enrolled into some random English college and I was taking a physiotherapy course to become a proffesional massager.I was costantly told that I was good at that.
My cousin is a 21 year old bachelorette.But she isn't the party type,she is a law student.Her appartment is in central London,and from the pictures I had seen ,it was pretty modern.
I kissed my parents good-bye and walked onto the plane.I walked through the first class section.Stupid snobs. I briefly glimpsed at their faces.I walked pass a man with spritzy black hair and green eyes.As I got to the end of the first class section I turned around.I scanned for the balck haired man, he looked extremely familiar - I had seen him somewhere before. I forgot about it and descended down to economy class.
The flight went well,and believe it or not,but I found the small 3rd class seat I was sitting in quite cosy.Then the acostraphobia started kicking in.
As I had expected, my cousins apartment was quite modern.And I got used to it quickly.
"So when does your course start?," Jilly (my cousin) asked.
"A few weeks, Mum and Dad just wanted to get me out of the house," I replied,shoveling chicken into my mouth.It was my third night, and Jilly and I started a routine of chiken dinner, quiet night ins, like a typical pair of room mates.
We were watching 'Neighbours' , and Australian soap we had gotten addicted to, like The Bold and the Beautiful.The commercial were on and the T.V was blearing. I was about to get upwhen the black haired man from the plane came on the T.V . They were playing the clip for 'American Idiot'. I sat reanfixed on them.And slowly everything came back.He had changed. He was much more attractive for a start.And so the stupid crush had resurfaced, but in a more mature and sensible way.'I've grown up now, don't let it take over you like it did six years ago' I said to myself,annd got up and went to bed.
*
When I woke up that morning,Jilly had already left.So I quickly ate breafast and decided to go for a walk to explore London more. I put on a coat and scarf and sauntered down the street.
It was freezing outside and my cheeks were being stung my the icy wind.As I pushed through the busy by-passers,I looked up at a billboard advertising the American Idiot album. I looked back down again and picked up my pace.
I kept walking trying to remember where the newsagent was.
A step into the newagent was a rush of warmth. All the blood pumped back into my face. I picked up a newspaper and walked to the counter.As I was waiting in line, I saw a magazine on the rack. Billies face was staring back at me. His head was slightly bowed down and his eyes were looking into the camera.
WOW, He looked sexy.
I quickly snapped out of it, wondering how weird I must have looked, and payed for my paper.
My cousin is a 21 year old bachelorette.But she isn't the party type,she is a law student.Her appartment is in central London,and from the pictures I had seen ,it was pretty modern.
I kissed my parents good-bye and walked onto the plane.I walked through the first class section.Stupid snobs. I briefly glimpsed at their faces.I walked pass a man with spritzy black hair and green eyes.As I got to the end of the first class section I turned around.I scanned for the balck haired man, he looked extremely familiar - I had seen him somewhere before. I forgot about it and descended down to economy class.
The flight went well,and believe it or not,but I found the small 3rd class seat I was sitting in quite cosy.Then the acostraphobia started kicking in.
As I had expected, my cousins apartment was quite modern.And I got used to it quickly.
"So when does your course start?," Jilly (my cousin) asked.
"A few weeks, Mum and Dad just wanted to get me out of the house," I replied,shoveling chicken into my mouth.It was my third night, and Jilly and I started a routine of chiken dinner, quiet night ins, like a typical pair of room mates.
We were watching 'Neighbours' , and Australian soap we had gotten addicted to, like The Bold and the Beautiful.The commercial were on and the T.V was blearing. I was about to get upwhen the black haired man from the plane came on the T.V . They were playing the clip for 'American Idiot'. I sat reanfixed on them.And slowly everything came back.He had changed. He was much more attractive for a start.And so the stupid crush had resurfaced, but in a more mature and sensible way.'I've grown up now, don't let it take over you like it did six years ago' I said to myself,annd got up and went to bed.
*
When I woke up that morning,Jilly had already left.So I quickly ate breafast and decided to go for a walk to explore London more. I put on a coat and scarf and sauntered down the street.
It was freezing outside and my cheeks were being stung my the icy wind.As I pushed through the busy by-passers,I looked up at a billboard advertising the American Idiot album. I looked back down again and picked up my pace.
I kept walking trying to remember where the newsagent was.
A step into the newagent was a rush of warmth. All the blood pumped back into my face. I picked up a newspaper and walked to the counter.As I was waiting in line, I saw a magazine on the rack. Billies face was staring back at me. His head was slightly bowed down and his eyes were looking into the camera.
WOW, He looked sexy.
I quickly snapped out of it, wondering how weird I must have looked, and payed for my paper.
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