My desires after you (Charles Leclerc)

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𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏

"𝑰 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇,

𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔"

𝑮𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒔
2027. 06. 11.

I eagerly packed in my room, my best friend who is my biggest support in my life will be here about twenty minutes, to pick me up. There's total chaos in my head, I'm just walking around messily and leaving important supplies behind. I was supposed to start packing yesterday, but of course I left everything last again, and I even promised to take the food on the road if she paid for the gas. Luckily, my mom got to pack some food and drink.

- Glorika hurry your steps, Kristin is almost here! - My mom said

- No worries mom, I will be ready! - siad while packing the last stuffs to my bags.
With great suffering, I managed to close my suitcase. The intercom rang and I started sprinting like never before, even though I sprinted many times to run away from my neighbors.

- Get out of my way, this is my calling! - I screamed, running to the phone

I picked it up and chimed in.

- Hi girl! - I said in a very thin, almost childish voice.

- Hi girl! You know where we are going? We are going to Monte Carlo, baby! - She asked, screaming the question, which even the house shook into, but as junk as it is, understandable.

- Yes girl! Two minutes and I'll be down! - I screamed back from the slit of my throat

Rushed to my room, look out of the window, I saw Kristin and her car, which caused me to let a silent scream out of my throat. I quickly grabbed my huge suitcase and two bags. On the way out, I picked up our food, my family picked up my belongings, and I slipped into my shoes. They helped me down and tried to stuff my thinks into the car.

- My dear family, it is time to say goodbye. - I told my little family, who had been happy to having me for 18 years

- You'll come home sometimes, won't you, little one? - Mom asked

- As I said, you will come to me and my Monegasque husband. - I grinned arrogantly

- I look forward to your invitation. - She smiled at me, they don't believe Charles will be my husband, but they don't need enough if I do.

After a long hug and kisses, I was finally able to say goodbye to my little brother.

- Artyka, be skilled both in school and on the court. You are the winner and they are the losers, show them how to play! You are the best! - I encouraged my younger brother, who plays handball. He is a youth player for the best team in the country. Mom and I told Kristin to take great care of each other, because we would be the only ones there. Kristin took her seat at the wheel, and I took my seat in the mother-in-law's seat. I waved fervently to my family, fighting back tears. All three of them waved as if I had noticed a handkerchief in my mom's hand, crying, sobbing and leaning on my dad's chest.

I know I'm scared because I don't know what's in store for me, but life is an adventure, so why not take advantage of my opportunities. Life is too short not to start looking for love at such a young age, fresh from school, but I am not only looking for it, but also for myself and the job in which I can fulfill. I hope our adventure goes well. Kristin has been my best friend since I was six years old - she was seven at the time - my absolute favorite person on this earth, after Charles Leclerc. Kristin and I have quite a few things behind us, we were hated and ostracized because we are individuals, but despite this, we have always imagined our lives together. Four years after meeting Kristin, I found another meaning in my life, Charles Leclerc, and since then the plan has been to go to Monaco and get it for ourselves as soon as we grow up. Here we are, twenty and twenty-one, with a high school diploma, a French supreme oral certificate and a driver's license that we never thought we would have, but see it's miracle. There were times when the wagon was rattling, and I'd be lying if I said that the ground beneath us didn't shake a few times and we thought it was over. We have embarked on the greatest adventure of our lives so far, as we have no idea whether there will be more or no more. We're just trying to live for today and make the most of this situation. The journey went well, there was a bit of a traffic jam in Italy, but still acceptable. Kristin drove first, and then we changed every two hours, not because we couldn't take it longer, but because the other person could do their job until then. I work for a telecommunications company in a job where I have to speak Italian, while Krisztin was driving, I was making calls related to my job, and if I was driving, she spent this time pushing her phone. Half way through the evening we arrived at the place of our dreams, the country we had always longed for. I would like to get a job here for work, so we rented a cottage. It's not too big, but you know: A lot of good people can fit in a small space. The Av. We live in Hector Otto's house at 16 Street. A real Mediterranean cottage. Old and a bit dilapidated, but for us this house is everything. There is a tiny garage that can fit our car. There is a small balcony above the garage where we can take care of plants. It is in a secluded place, further in the country, far from the coast, from the balcony