The Unexpected Journey

First meeting

"Katy, you do realise I'm only doing this for you." I explained.

"Come on Chelsea, you know it's going to be fun, I can see it in your eyes!" Katy pleaded holding my hand, practically begging. I hesitated thinking of any excuse to get me out of this but I couldn't think of any, Katy knew me too well.

"Fine." I muttered to myself. Katy beamed with excitement and squealed.

"So you'll come with me? We are going to have the best time and.." I rolled my eyes and let my thoughts wander.

My best friend Katy, she's as mad as a hatter but I love her. She's so beautiful, she has dark brown hair that is naturally curly, not overly curly but those natural curls that fall loosely. She's got the perfect figure, she's super skinny and beautiful defined cheekbones, how I envy her. Katy looks like she was from the movies. A modern day, brown haired Marilyn Monroe - a bit more crazy though.

I'm pretty average for a 19 year old girl. I have dirty blonde hair (more ginger but I die it a lot so I have a few roots) that is straight (I style it straight because it looks longer). I regret cutting my hair short; now it just falls below my breast. It use to be super long but I cut it because I needed a change but now thinking back, not such a good idea. I have freackles all along my nose with a few on my cheeks and small dark pink lips, most of the time I just use makeup anyway. I have a slim figure but it's because I have to work for it, I have a personal trainer and a gym in my house. My family are rich because I am the daughter of John Tamley, the owner of worldwide a business firm. I never flaunt the money, it just seems silly and unnecessary. However because we are a rich family it doesn't mean we have the best relationship, my family are good people it's just scheming and lies are not necessary but Katy has always been here for me to help me through the lowest points in my life.

In our university there is a trip offering for all students who are on the media studies course to have the chance to go travel the world in order to create a new television show for a media project. I know it's a bit extreme but our wacky university specialises in Media and believes this will motivate students. I don't take media studies, it doesn't seem to appeal me. Moreover Katy (my best friend/room mate) loves it and she needs a partner to help her. Mr Optan has allowed me to go along with Katy if I want. I major in English literature and my professor said I would be allowed on the trip as long as I write a day by day book/diary for my end of term assignment. I do want to go to travel and see the world, it's just media doesn't interest me. I'm more of a shy, boring girl, who likes to read books, blog and sit in the corner of the world, unnoticed. After my accident I lost all confidence. Katy likes to get out there unlike me, shes overly confident. On the other hand this trip could be a new opening for me, an adventure, an unexpected journey. Unfortunately there's a voice in my that's telling me "You're in for a major disaster."

All of a sudden I was snapped back in to the dark, dingy school corridor by a high pitched annoyed Katy.

"Chels... Chelsea... Are you even listening to me?" She shouted while shoving and prodding me.

"Oh sorry Katy, you know me, I like to daydream." I explained, shrugging her off, continuing down the corridor to first lesson, Katy sighed and proceeded.

"As I was saying, the trip is in two weeks, we have a meeting on Friday and I'm sure your mum wouldn't mind helping you pack-" I butted in practically shouting but purposely not wanting to draw attention to myself.

"My mum? Not a chance, she has the worse sense of fashion and I haven't seen her since I started uni and I don't intend on seeing her until I'm forced to." I huffed with relief, I hated getting worked up about my mum but I hated the fact I just took it out on Katy. Katy just looked at me with a disapproving look and shook her head over dramatically so that her hair was in her face which made me smile a bit as I knew how crazy she can be.

"Chelsea, I know this is hard but you're going to have to see her soon. . ."

Just then boom.

In the middle of the school corridor where most students can see.

A huge, tall guy crashed into me which sent me nearly flying over backwards but Katy managed to steady me. Some people are so stupid and reckless it makes me angry, I was obviously walking, walk round me not into me. I somehow managed to drop my back and all my books in the process. As I went to regain my bags and hide my red face I saw him.

I just stood and stared.

This guy was uncommonly sexy.

I mean he looked like a freakin' Hollister model. He had defined muscles, perfect dirty blonde hair, almost light brown which was messy on top of his head. The messiness made him look one million times more attractive, he looked a year or so older than me. He crouched down (which seemed to happen in slow motion or it was just my mind) and picked my bag up.

With his super hot, deep, sexy tone of voice he said "I think you dropped this.. Errr, I don't know your name." While handing back my bag.

In that moment his ocean blue eyes caught mine and I gasped. Then quickly realised I had to reply because at that moment I looked like a zombie that had been possessed by the devil just staring at this perfect human being. I swear to god he was sent by angles.

"Chelsea.. My names Chelsea." I tried to play off cool, its not like he's going to remember me anyway, he's most likely going to laugh at me and walk away. "Nice to meet you, Chelsea." Then smiled.

His smile literally melted me, if Katy wasn't there, I would of. His dimples were carved by goddesses.

I carried on walking to first period, letting my thoughts wonder. Could anyone be so perfect?