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“Do you have your ticket?”
“Check.”
“Passport?”
“How did I get onto the plain without it?”
“Daddy's credit card?” Ciara laughed and Olivia rolled her eyes.
“Check.” Olivia giggled.
“How about all your beautiful clothes and stuff?”
“C, I packed my whole room.”
“Big bag?”
“mhmmm...”
“I have everything sorted out,” Ciara said confidently.
“Thank goddness because I don’t. Lets hear it then,” Olivia replied.
“When we will arrive we will catch a cab and go buy the Porche store. We will buy a ‘Porche pour la France’...i’m thinking red. We will then go live in this gorgeous French cottage my cousins owns, its there holiday house but they said we can have it for as much as we want. We will then find both of us a collage so that we can study, you medicine, me design. Then we will live life in Paris, tour and eat, visit and shop...we will have such a fun time!” Ciara was almost jumping out of her seat, the old man next to her looking strangely.
“Shh...calm down C!” Olivia slapped her softly.
They were on the plane off to France, three hours into their flight, half eaten curry and glass of apple cider on the tray in front of them.
“So check out the cutie at 2:00?”
“Ciara, he is drawing! That is so sweet, he has been looking at you.”
“I’m sure it was you.”
“No!”
“I wish,” Ciara sighed. The guy, dreamy eyes and perfect features started getting up and heading toward the two. Pinching Ciara, she was happy he was coming, but would be very quick to shrug him off.
“Mademoiselle, Bonjour!” he said lightly.
“Oh I don’t speak French, I'm from America.”
“America hey? Thats okay, my English is alright. I’m just coming home from America.”
“Well, we are going for a while so we can meet up sometime! What is your name?”
“Sebastian Longittas. Yours?”
“Ciara Lowe.”
“Beautiful Ciara Lowe.” They shared a dreamy look and then Olivia interrupted.
“Why don’t you sit in my place and I will sit in yours? You and Ciara can get to know each other.”
“Good idea,” he smiled deeply. Olivia slowly got up and moved away. As she looked at them she saw the pair happily laughing over the drawing he made of her and them exchanging numbers. She laughed as she took out her phone and the little text that had been sent before the flight came up reading:
I will hunt you down bitch.
The night sky was filled with stars as she drifted into an uneasy frightened sleep.
The airplane landed with a thud and Olivia awoke in surprise. ‘Welcome to Paris,’ said the voice on the loud speaker. Rubbing her eyes she looked next to her. An elderly lady with purple hair smiled at her and said: “Ciara is just over there deary.” Olivia looked to where she was pointing and sure as ever there was Ciara talking with a gorgeous Sebastian. Ciara looked over and Olivia gave a quick wink before packing her Burberry purse and standing up. Heading off the flight she did a text message check to see the dreaded message of James and then to see a new inbox from her mother:
Olivia darling! When are you sweetie? Florence made a new batch of cookies for when you come home dear! Come back immediately. -Bethany
Olivia rolled her eyes and deleted the text stepping out into the warm Paris sun. She saw Ciara and Sebastian heading towards her slowly.
“So give me a call, I will be waiting.” Sebastian said.
“Of course! As soon as I get home.”
“Bye for now.”
“Au revoir!” Ciara said as he turned away.
“Ciara! I guess you have found your Parisian sweetheart,” Olivia said grinning.
“I guess I have,” she sighed dreamily. They laughed and turned on their heals to collect their bags
and catch a cab.
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