One Year With Mr. Attractive:: 1.

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"你這個小混蛋!你最好馬上回來,並支付那該死的洞的天花板!"

I was running like hell through the hotel doors.

"你最好是高興,我在輪椅上,否則我將有你的屁股 !"

I couldn't even understand what the bald guy in the wheelchair was saying. He was yelling at me in Chinese, that's for sure. I mean, I'm in China right now, so of course most people would speak it.

And I couldn't use my Chinese translation dictionary thing... it would be very convenient though, if that dictionary just so happened to hit the guy in the head...

Maybe that would stop him from trying to roll his wheelchair onto the street, after me...

Very tempting.

"如果你曾經表明你的臉在這家酒店了,我會確保你踢出的國家!"

Okay, so I accidentally made a hole in the bathroom ceiling. I mean, can you blame me? There was something leaking up there and I was too curious to just let it drip onto my head.

It was also very convenient that I happened to have a hammer in one of my suitcases...

Better to be safe than sorry!

"愚蠢的,加拿大人民..." the man was now grumbling to himself as I sprinted across the street.

I looked back, feeling relief wash over me when I saw the old man roll himself back into the hotel.

There were confused and wary stares from nearby witnesses, but I paid no attention to them.

My stay here was over-extended, anyway. The train was going to leave in about two hours, and I had to get to the station and get on the train before it left for my next destination.

And so, with bags and suitcases almost drowning me; I headed for the nearest public transit.

"Here's your stop," the driver said, thankfully in English.

I smiled gratefully as I grabbed all of my stuff and walked through the train station doors.

"嘿!你不應該騎的!"

"是嗎?嗯,回來了!"

"放下!"

"Stop crying and get on the train!"

"I don't want to!"

"Don't make--"

"You can't make me go!"

"Pourquoi ne pas vous être plus comme ta soeur et de se comporter?!"

"Arrêtez de me comparer à tout le monde!"

"Avete sentito parlare del nuovo banana sapore di frutta Loops?"

"Sì. Hanno un sapore disgustoso."

It was a mad mess.

I could hear bits of conversations and arguments from all around me, almost all in different languages. I had no idea what they were saying.

"Watch it!" I heard when I accidentally bumped into someone.

"Move out of the way!" I heard another yell from behind me, and a guy with highlighted, dark brown hair shoved himself past me. "Hey! Train person! Wait!" He shouted, frantically waving his right arm in the air while his left hand was dragging a suitcase.

Huh... such rude people. Although, he's probably trying to get onto his train before it leaves.

I checked the time on the clock... and almost stopped breathing.

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