Chapter 4

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LONDON BREEZE


Angie

Finally I arrive in London, my butt hurts so much, so does my lefts. I feel so numb, I've sat for ages just listening to music and watched movies on my laptop. As I get out of the plane and get my heavy luggage, I say to myself,

"This is it. It's time to be independent." I sigh as I try to carry my very heavy luggage. Now I kind of regret bringing so much.

I wait for a cab outside of Heathrow Airport, I look at around and the London breeze kisses me, it is actually cold. Considering I live in a hot place, Florida, London is fucking cold. I wait for a good five minutes until a cab pulls up in front of me.

"St. Ermin's hotel please," I say as I look back at the notes in my phone to check what the hotel's name is, the driver looks at me and his eyes widens.

"Are you from America?" He says with a strong English accent that I absolutely love.

"Yes, actually I'm here for summer break." I reply with a smile,

"You'll absolutely love it here. London's beautiful." He says and looks at the mirror to make eye contact,

"It really is." I reply.

We have small conversations and he suggests me to some places to visit but it's already past eight at night and I am very exhausted so I'll just stay in my hotel suit. I'll start exploring tomorrow.

The taxi pulls up in front of a gigantic hotel! It's absolutely lovely, very fancy too. My mum picked a good hotel for me to stay in for two months. I tip the man £20. He thanks me and the valet comes and gets my luggage from the trunk of the taxi. I head front desk and was greeted by sweet smiles.

"Angelica Juliet E. Harris" I plainly say and the front desk lady smiles,

"Room 15 is on the third floor. Enjoy London Ms. Harris." She says and hands me my key card. I give her my credit card and she swipes it, that's the first swipe to my credit card. I tip her £20 and she thanks me.

I approach the elevator with the man carrying my luggage. As soon as I open my hotel room, I was blown away. I have a nice view of London, London at night. I can see parks and cars and I was just taken away. I approach the man and thank him and tip him £20 and he smiles and thanks me. He leaves the floor and I close my door. I bring my luggage to the bedroom with a queen size bed on it. I unpack my clothes, just tossing them on the closets and putting some on a hanger. I lay on the very soft bed and look up at the ceiling. My hotel room is absolutely nice, it's like a small apartment. There is a little kitchen with a little dining table. A sofa and a T.V, one in the living room and one in the only bedroom. I get up to look at the bathroom and it has a glass shower and a bathtub.

I stay in for dinner calling in room service. They deliver my food in thirty minutes and I eat on the sofa with my laptop on and watch Cougar Town. I leave my plate and utensils outside my room, on a tray. I take a long thirty-minute shower and I changed into my pink polka-dot pyjama shorts and a shirt that says "1D" on it. I bring my laptop on my bed and I try to Skype with my mum and then my dad, and lastly Savannah.

After skyping with Savannah, I unplug my phone from its charger and text my mum and dad good night.

Me: Night mom! I miss you! I'm really tired so I'll head to bed now. I know you're asleep already. Text you once I wake up. I love you xoxox

Mom: I know you're tired sweetie. Don't forget to text your dad. I'm glad you're fine. Love you more XXO

Me: Hi Daddy! I'm in London and I've settled in the hotel room. I'm off to bed, I'm very tired. I'll text you in the morning. I hope Rio De Janeiro is treating you well. Text you in the morning, I love you xxxx

Dad: I hope you're enjoying it already. Rio de Janeiro is good, I wish I was home with your mum, I miss her so much. I have to sleep as well, early day for me tomorrow. Good night sweetie, I love you always :)


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