The car ride felt surreal, like I was watching a movie of my life unfold from the backseat. The streets of Bilbao blurred past, each familiar corner tugging at my heartstrings. Memories flashed through my mind—my childhood friends, late-night talks with Iñaki and Nico, the comforting chaos of home.
As we approached the airport, I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the leap into the unknown. This is it, I reminded myself. This is what you've been working for.
Arriving at the bustling terminal, I stepped out into a world filled with noise and motion. Travelers rushed by, each with their own stories, their own destinations. I felt small among the throng, excitement mixing with anxiety. What am I doing?
After checking my suitcase, I navigated through security and found my gate. I took a moment to sit and gather my thoughts. My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I pulled it out to find a text from Nico.
"You got this, Isa! Barcelona awaits! 😎"
A small smile crept across my face, easing the tightness in my chest. That was classic Nico, always finding a way to lighten my mood.
When it was time to board, my heart raced with anticipation. As the plane took off, the landscape below transformed into a patchwork of greens and browns. The thought of flying toward my modeling contract thrilled me, even as the knot of nerves twisted in my stomach.
A couple of hours later, the pilot announced our descent into Barcelona. When the plane touched down, a wave of exhilaration washed over me. This was it—my new home, full of promise and possibility.
After collecting my luggage, I stepped into the arrivals hall, my senses igniting. The air was rich with the scent of fresh bread and coffee, and the lively chatter of various languages surrounded me. I spotted a sign with my name, held by a cheerful driver who greeted me with a warm smile.
"Welcome to Barcelona! Let's get you settled in," he said, leading me to a waiting car.
As we drove through the city, I pressed my nose against the window, wide-eyed. The streets were vibrant, filled with colorful buildings adorned with intricate designs. People strolled by, laughing and talking, the energy palpable. This place is alive, I thought, a spark of excitement igniting within me.
"Is this your first time in Barcelona?" the driver asked, glancing at me in the rearview mirror.
"Yeah, just moved here for a modeling contract," I replied, unable to hide my enthusiasm.
"You're going to love it! So much to see and do. Just wait until you try the tapas!" he exclaimed, his eyes shining with pride for his city.
As we approached my new apartment, my heart raced with anticipation. The building stood tall, its facade a blend of modern and traditional architecture. We parked, and I hopped out, my suitcase trailing behind me.
Once inside, I took a moment to absorb my surroundings. The apartment was small but cozy, filled with sunlight streaming through the large windows. The walls were bare, ready for me to make my mark.
After the driver left, I plopped down on the couch, my body still buzzing from the journey. This was mine now—a blank canvas waiting for me to paint my life onto it.
Feeling a mix of excitement and loneliness, I reached for my phone. "I made it! The apartment is perfect! 💖" I texted to Iñaki and Nico. Almost instantly, my phone buzzed with their replies.
"So proud of you! Can't wait to visit!" – Iñaki
"Already planning my first weekend road trip! 🎉" – Nico
Reading their messages warmed my heart. No matter how far away I was, they were always with me.
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The Line Between Us - Alejandro Balde Love Story
FanfictionIsabella has always known love through her family and friends her overprotective brothers Iñaki and Nico, and her loyal best friend Berta. But when she crosses paths with Alejandro, her world shifts. His love brings light into her life, but also the...
