I open my eyes when I hear the captain over the loud speakers. “Good evening, this is your captain speaking. We will be taking off in about 15 minutes.”The stewardess walks to the front and does her little demonstration on how the seat belts work and the foldable tables. All about the fan and light, the call button and where the oxygen mask will drop from and how to put them on if they’re needed. The pilot comes back on and asks everyone to power off their devices, so I turn my phone off until we’re in the sky. As the plane begins to roll down the runway, I look out of the window and stare at the one place I never thought I’d leave. Not since I met Jace at least. I think about all the time and effort I put into showing him who I really was and not who I pretend to be when I’m home. I know it’s crazy to say that I’m in love with him because it hasn’t been very long, but love has no time frame. You don’t get to pick who you love. The plane has been in the air for 10 minutes when it
“Today is the day!” I shout from the top of the stairs at 7 am on a Saturday morning. I’ve never been so excited about anything in my life. Today everything will change. “River, you still have 5 hours before you have to be there. Will you relax.” My father hollers from the kitchen. “Dad, you wouldn’t understand, it’s not everyday your only daughter graduates from high school.” I state while walking downstairs. I hear my mom chuckle and I know she is as excited about today as I am. “River, have you packed your suitcases? You have to head to the airport as soon as the ceremony is over. I cannot believe you picked a 2 pm flight” my mom sighs from her seat on the kitchen island. “Mom, I had them packed 3 weeks ago.” I giggle with excitement. I’m heading to travel around Europe for the summer before school starts in the fall. I got my acceptance letter from Princeton, and freshman move in day is September 17. “I know River, I’m just worried you’ll forget something that you really need.
I finished my shower and walk into my room in a towel. I walk to my closet when I catch a whiff of cologne. And I sigh inwardly because that god awful smell can only belong to one person, my ex boyfriend, Landon Pierce. Landon is a very attractive guy, he has white as snow blonde hair, the kind thats long on top and shaved on the sides and the prettiest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Definitely a drastic change from my hazel green eyes. He’s tall, with broad shoulders and tanned skin. His only downfall is that he is a major dbag and I broke up with him for cheating on me with my ex best friend Matilda Crossford. “What do you want Landon? And how did you even get in here?” I questioned him with my arms crossed over my chest. He smirks at me while giving me the up / down with his eyes, making me realize I’m still in my towel. I huff and walk into my closet, closing the door, I get dressed. I hear him chuckle “geez River, that’s what you’ve been hiding from me the last 3 years? You’re smokin
“Today is the day!” I thought to myself as I walked the streets of London. I could feel it, something magnificent was about to happen. I sold over 8 paintings this week. Which is huge for someone like me. I grew up not having much, but my father always provided me with everything I wanted and more. Now, I’m making him proud. He passed a year ago, lung cancer. My anger towards that still makes me hurt. If he would have just quit smoking when I begged him to he might still be here. I make my way to my favorite café and smile at the barista and co-owner of the café. She’s in her early 60s. She has short grey hair, bright blue eyes. She never had kids of her own, but she has 4 dogs and 2 cats. So I guess she has plenty of kids. “Good morning, Shirley.” I say with smile. She smiles back at hands me my coffee. “Good morning, Jace. You seem awfully chipper this morning.” She says with a sly smile. “What’s gotten into you today, kiddo?” “Oh nothing big, just sold my 8th painting this week.
“My flight was awful. “ I whine into my phone to my mom. “It was delayed by 2 hours, so I didn’t get to the hotel until around 5 am.”“Oh honey, it happens all the time. Just get some rest and you’ll be able to enjoy the rest of your time. You still have 3 months you know. “ my mom says. She always has the most positive outlook. “I know mom, but I’m only in London for a week.” I grumble. “So just stay in London longer. You have your whole life to see the other places baby.” She says. “And you never know. You might stay there the whole time. You’re going to fall in love with London. I just know it!” She smiled. My mom went to London when she was my age. Though she has never told me the stories of her time here. I know she loved it just as much as I will. “You’re going to have to tell me all of your stories some day you know.” I giggle. “I want to know what you did while you were here.” “One day when you’re a little older I will, honey. But until then, my lips are sealed.” She says. I
I got home and I couldn’t stop smiling. I have a date with a beautiful girl tomorrow and I’m so excited. I don’t think I’ll be able to go to sleep. I shot River a text and told her I was picking her up tomorrow for a date. I’ve got so many plans for tomorrow so I shower and lay down, I fell asleep faster than I thought I would. I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing, it’s my publisher and best friend, Zachariah. “Z, it is 4 in the morning, why are you calling me?”“J, buddy, I just got you an offer for $25,000. For the painting of the blonde woman.”“Seriously? It was posted for $3,000, why so much?” “There was a literal bidding war for it. It was the most wanted piece here. So I need your signature ASAP, so we can get the ball rolling.”“I’ll come by Sunday to sign them. I have a date tomorrow.” I said with a huge smile. “J, that’s awesome, who is the girl brave enough to put up with you?” “Her name is River, she an American girl and she is absolutely amazing. I really think
I woke up early. I woke up super early. So I could get ready to see the most amazing guy I’ve ever met. He’s charming, and funny. He’s a great artist. And he makes me feel like I can actually be myself. Have you ever met someone and wondered if you knew them in a past life? Like somehow, somewhere, this person, this amazingly, wonderful person… is YOUR person. That’s how he makes me feel. He makes me feel like me. For the first time, I feel like me. It’s crazy, because I literally just met him. Do you believe in love at first sight? I think I do. I scramble around my room for hours. I can’t decide what to wear. I can’t figure out if I should curl my hair or leave it straight. I can’t decide on anything. He makes my brain rattled. I finally decided on my burgundy dress. It’s comes right above my knees, it has lace and it has a shimmering finish to it. I put on my best bra and panties, they’re a lighter red. Listen, I’m not saying I’m going to lose my virginity tonight, but if I was
** trigger warning, contains themes of sexual assault **Time is flying with River. She’s been here for 2 weeks as of today. We’ve gone on several dates. Yesterday we went and played laser tag. She beat me of course, and she was so humble about it. We also went and seen some beautiful sites that she can’t see back home. Our first date will always be the one that I’ll remember forever. We spent most of the day walking the streets of London. She took loads of pictures. She has me wondering why she wants to be a lawyer when her pictures are immaculate. I think she only wants to be a lawyer because she doesn’t believe her parents will support her photography dreams. I believe that they would though. Our first date went like this,First, we ate at this amazing restaurant, we had brunch and she had her first mimosa. Next, we went to the London Eye. She was terrified the whole time, apparently she’s afraid of heights. She held onto me the whole time, almost like she thought I was her anchor