Love at First Sight

Part 12

» Song by: Train

Julia decided to look casual today. Not that casual, she's wearing her top without sleeves. It's pretty sunny at Germany so she cover her arm with her white shirts. She's a bit sensitive to the sun.

Like I said before this, Julia is not a girly person. Not even a make up person. But she love to wear make up. Natural make up. Sometimes she only use three products. Not more than that.

The last thing that she need to do is curl up her air. She don't how her hair iron is in her luggage and she have no idea how it can be in her dorm's closet. She haven't use it like a while now. Not to necessary, it's not her style.

Almost whole 20 minutes she spend with her hair. Her dad will be absolutely pissed off and thousands of questions will ask by her dad soon. Hope she can answer all of the questions with her pretty lies.

To be honest, she's not that impressed with her curls. She's not a hairstylist, for whole this time, Sarah is the one who curl her air. But not anymore because she's not here. Julia have hopes that Sarah will call her in a minute. She will did that.

Julia curl her hair for one last time, however it don't look that pretty. "Whatever Julia, this is good". Julia remind herself. She don't wanna waste more time in the room. Time to go.

She want to put back the hair iron back in the luggage, but after she placed it in the zipper pocket, she found something shining. More like a glass or something. It seems interesting for her. And she recognizes what is it.

Clothes and some stuff closing that shining thing, so she move it a bit away so she can take it out. She struggle more to get it, and she got it on her hand.

And all the memories flashback in her head automatically.

*flashback*

"Why I suppose to wear this glasses again?" Julia whine at her mom. That clear glasses, she never wanted to wear it. Her eyes is not that sore with the sun. So that's why she prefer not to wear it.

Her mom is brushing her hair for her first date with her first boyfriend. "Darling, it looks wonderful on you. Besides, you haven't wear it since I bought it for you". Her mom explain with her deep british accent. That's how Julia talk british fluently.

Julia huffed and take it off, placing it on the table. Her mom look so done with her, but she never told that to her own daughter. Her only daughter that she had. Her mom put the brush down at the table and look at Julia.

"Julia, my only daughter," she paused waiting for her to look at her eyes. They always did this when they're having a serious conversation.

And soon she did. "You look beautiful no matter whatever you wear. Inside and out". She point to Julia's heart.

"What if he think it's weird seeing me wearing this glasses?" She take that clear glasses back on her hand to show it her mom. "Than, he's not the one for you". Her mom joke. Then they start to laugh loudly together.

"Ok, mom I got it. Thanks". Julia stop laughing slowly, her mom follow her move. "Anything for you sweetheart. So you gonna wear it?" Her mom ask again.

Before Julia answer her question, she look at her mom's face with a big smile. Which make her mom burst out of laugh. She know that look, that means it's a yes. "Ok but,". Julia break the laughs.