I WOULD LIKE TO JUST SAY I AM ONE OF THE WORSE SPELLERS AND PUNCTUATORS EVER SO IM SORRY IF I DON'T COMPLETELY MAKE THE STORY FLOW
The buzz of the plane as it landed on the ground was worrying, to be honest I didn't really believe I was in the best hands, the pilot look so tired it looked like he could fall asleep any second, and the staff serving food and drinks made snails look like Einstein they were so stupid. A sigh of relief came from an older woman, whose hair was grey but her complexion still remaining youthful as she walked out in to the warming sun, after coming from a cold wet country I didn't blame her. As I stepped out I could feel the rays of sunlight hit my fair skin almost making me feel like a vampire. Walking across through and out of the airport I stuck out in a sea of gold, I really did feel like a foreigner. There were taxis waiting for us to climb into, I picked the first one I saw and jumped in with my small suitcase laid on top of my knees.
"We're here"... "Mmmhhh excuse me we're her" his accent was almost perfect but a snippet of his original accent still remained, I had only just realised I had been day dreaming "oh I'm so sorry here, here's the money and a tip" I said slowly. I was left outside a huge house with a big wooden door with a brass knocker the size of my head, I walked up the smell of fresh lemons filled my nostrils, I grabbed my suitcase and rummaged through the first pocket to find a key they had given me weeks ago back home, I grabbed the key and pushed it into the slot, I turned it and walked into the luxurious mansion. About half an hour later I had unpacked into one of the many rooms in the house and I decided to explore i went outside
"UHHH...oh my god I have a pool?!" I said happily
"I mean hell yeah!"
I ran inside pulled on a small red bikini top with white shorts that were covers in cherries,right then I realised how pale I was my legs were the same colour as paper and my arms were not much better, but I didn't care, so I strutted down the steps towards the pool, flipped my hair, positioned my goggles onto my forehead, tiptoed over to the pool and dived in. I burst out of the water to see a man in a salmon pink vest, almost like he had chucked his white vest into the washing machine with his daughters tu tu, and light blue shorts, "hello, hello" he said with a strong accent
"mmmm mmmhhh huh oh, oh sorry hello what are u doing here?" I said slowly.
"I'm here to clean your pool?" He said in a deep voice
"oh oh yeah sure" I climbed out flicking my hair behind my shoulders,
"ok so how long will you be roughly" "ummm 30 minutes tops"
his accent had some how diminished
"ok well tell me when you're done"
I said smiling as I looked him up and down.
20 minutes later...
"Miss... Miss I'm done"
"Oh thank you, that was quick"
"My pleasure and enjoy your holiday" he said while climbing into his pickup truck.
"you know what I'm gonna have a nap" I said to my said in a slurred voice.
"Uhh"
Small beams of sunlight shone into my eyes, I blinked and yawned, there was sleep in the corners of my eyes,
"wha...what time is it" I struggled to sit up,
"Ummm oh what!"
"8:52 I've slept through last night"
I sat up, grabbed my money and my shoes and left.
1 hour later...
"Umm excuse me am I near the market yet?"
"Yes you're in the market now" an old man with leather skin, white hair and a sailors cap on said.
I closed my eyes and inhaled the air from the market, the fresh smell of citrus was in the air "thank you". I decided to look around and maybe buy some fruit so I walked around a found a little shack with a blue and white tatty sign with rusty nails sticking out, there were crates of oranges, lemons, bananas, melons, everything.
"Excuse me could I buy some oranges" I said to an old lady with brown leathery skin with big chunky tortoiseshell glasses and with a mucky apron on, she nodded and just as she was handing them over a man fell into me and made me fall onto the floor dropping all of my oranges,
"oh my god I'm so sorry really i am the most clumsy person ever" he said with a sincerest tone I had ever heard,
"no really it's fine",
"it's not" he says he picks up the rest of my oranges, he places them into the plastic bag and says here and he hands me 10 Euros and says
"they're probably all squashed so buy some more" I stared at the money and look back up and he has gone I look around and spot him and run, he jerks and turns around our eyes meet and for me it felt like a million years, he was so handsome he had driftwood brown hair, slightly tanned skin, a mint vest, a pair of red trunks on, and a baseball cap on backward with strands of his perfect hair sticking out....
TO BE CONTINUED
