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Chapter 1

Nick 28/07/22
In 5 days I am moving to Paris. This has been a dream of mine ever since i was a kid, and now it's finally happening.

And because I am leaving a day before my Birthday, my family organized an early birthday party for me. I know it's dumb to leave a day before my birthday, but trust me I have a good explanation.

I got a call from my boss saying I had to get there as quick as possible, because there have been some issues with the documents for my art gallery.

But I won't overthink it too much because I have to get ready for my party, or I'll be late. And I don't really want to be late to my own Birthday party.

I am moving to Paris for business reasons. I am expanding my art gallery Admire Arts to different locations and Paris is one of them. I love art, I believe every art piece has its own story. I can paint and draw but trust me, I am not very skilled, and I'm not that big of a fan of the whole process. I'm not the best artist but I do know how to play some musical instruments like the piano and also electric guitar. I started playing musical instruments when I was 6, because my parents hired a private music teacher for me. And also because they wanted me to become successful.

-1 hour later-

I am now at my Parents house for my birthday and going away party. And as I start to look for my parents I notice that my parents invited almost everyone from our neighbourhood. There are so many people here, that I'm pretty sure our house will collapse from all the noise these people are making. Kids running around the place and they're parents not caring about where they are at all.

After looking around I saw my mom Beatrix Jackson greeting all the guests by the door. And standing next to her proudly, was my Dad Ricki Jackson. He so was busy talking to all my co-workers that he didn't even notice me. And in our living room stood my horrible brother Winston Jackson, well better said is that he was stumbling around.

My brother was as usual, drinking heavily, he always does this on the most important days and I'm getting tired of him ruining everything with his drinking problems. But I couldn't be bothered to stop him I just want to have a peaceful last few days at home, and I don't need him to ruin them for me.

But now back to the party. I'm pretty sure I've been zoned out for quite a bit but that's fine. The next people I see are my amazing grandparents, so of course I go up to them to say Hi. ,, Hi grandma, and grandpa" I greet them with a big smile on my face.

,, Oh Hello honey, we've missed you so much. We haven't seen you in so long. And now you're moving to Paris" She told me with a Half Smile on her face while my grandpa agreed with her. ,, She has a point son, we barely see you and now you are moving to Paris?" He asked me while looking at my grandma. ,, I know I'm sorry I don't visit often, I've just been really busy with work and I haven't had time to stop by" I told the both of them.

,, It's ok as long as you promise to visit at least once a year, okay?" She asked with a serious face. ,, Of course grandma I promise, and I will try to visit you guys more than just once a year" I answered and she nodded at me and said ,, Well me and you're grandpa are going to go see your parents okay, Bye honey". ,, Okay bye see you later" I said as they turned around and went to go find my parents.

After a while the party started to end and people we're slowly leaving. Don't get me wrong I love being at parties and I love the atmosphere in general but sometimes it's just too much for me. And finally the endless ruckus has come to an end and it's just my parents, me, my brother and a trashed house left. My parents and I started cleaning the house up while my brother just laid flat on the couch completely wasted as expected.

-A few days later-

It is now the day before my flight to Paris and I am very excited but also nervous. It will all be so new for me and I don't want to forget anything. So I am now double checking to see if I have everything packed so I don't have to stress in the morning when the Pick Up truck arrives to collect all my furniture for my new house.

It is 8 PM and I'm slowly getting ready for bed because tomorrow I have to wake up at 5 AM so I catch my flight at 9:30 AM. As I finished getting ready for bed, I decided to look at famous tourist spots in Paris, that I would like to visit. While I was looking at pictures I started to get sleepy so I went to bed because it was getting really late and I didn't want to be tired in the morning.

-At 5 AM-

I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off and I regret not going to sleep earlier, because I can't even get out of bed. After I brushed my teeth and got dressed I ate a simple breakfast I made, which was just scrambled eggs and toast. After a while the Pick Up truck arrived and I loaded all my furniture inside. Soon after I left and finally started my journey to Paris.

When I arrived to the airport I went threw airport security, which is a pain. I hate security and everything about how they check your bags. The whole process just gives me anxiety.

After they finally finished checking my bags, I went to go wait for my plane at gate A38, because surprisingly it was already 9:05 AM. After I finally boarded my plane I made my way to first class because my parents bought me a first class ticket as a going away gift.

-03/08/22 In Paris-

After we landed I got off the plane, and my legs were killing me. A flight from California to Paris is no joke. But it paid off because I am finally at my destination. After I found my way out of the huge airport I called a taxi, so I can go to my new home.

I'm pretty sure my stuff is already there because I got a text saying the packages have been delivered so I'm hoping they are at my new house. After I arrived I looked around and it was beautiful and even bigger than I thought it would be.

After I was done settling in I finally went to Town. The long awaited journey and I just so happen to live a few streets away from the Eiffel tower and town center. I walked there which was really nice, and I loved every bit of it.

I decided to go out and eat somewhere, to at least celebrate my birthday a little. While I was walking trying to find a local restaurant I was so distracted by my phone that I didn't notice another person walking in front of me. The person was in a hurry and we we're both not paying attention to where we we're going, as we crashed right in to each other. Causing the other persons coffee to spill all over my white dress shirt as they dropped all of their papers on the ground.

Once I realized what had happened I looked at the shorter male. He was a cute brunette with blue eyes, he had a ripped blue and green sweater on and a pair of blue baggy jeans with some converse sneakers. He had headphones around his neck, rings on his slender fingers and a bag on his shoulder.

When I realized I was staring, I apologized for bumping into him and helped him pick up his papers from the ground. I realized that they were pencil drawings and acrylic paintings, and they were really good.

,, Oh my god I am so sorry I wasn't watching where I was going and I ruined your shirt with my coffee. I should pay more attention to where I am going" the shorter male started rambling about how he was sorry. And I just couldn't help but notice that he is really cute when he is nervous. But I don't even know this man why am I calling him cute?

,, It's fine, don't worry, it was my fault too. I wasn't paying attention either" I assured him. ,, Hey I just moved here and it's my birthday today and I know we don't know each other, but would you like to have dinner with me? I really don't want to have dinner by myself" I asked him as he looked at me. ,, Oh uh sure, but on one condition you will have to let me pay for it, because I ruined your shirt. Deal?" the shorter male looked at me.

,, Okay fine deal, but you pick the restaurant I don't know my way around here yet" he nodded. ,, Ok, don't worry I have a perfect place in mind, also my name is Sasha. What's your name?" Sasha asked. ,, Nice to meet you Sasha my name is Nick".