Just One Look

What Do You Say

Nicole's Pov:

I was in the middle of a peaceful sleep until I was awaken by someone violently shaking my shoulder. I jolt up and see that my adorable fiancé just staring at me.

"Baby wake up. The plane is landing in Moscow in fifteen minutes. Also I realize you drool in your sleep." Artemi says pointing to the sizeable saliva stain on his shoulder from  where my head had been laying for over eight hours.

"Sorry babe." I smile sheepishly and he just shakes his head and smiles

"You're fine baby! Are you excited to meet my family?" Artemi says as he grabs my hand and kisses it.

"I'm nervous Artemi. What if they hate me?" I say softly

"They will love you. They will be happy for me since I found an amazing girl that makes me the happiest I have been all my life." Artemi says stroking my hand softly.

"I hope your right." I say as our plane lands in Moscow. Artemi and I rush of the plane because our connecting flight to Chelyabinsk leaves in about an hour. We find our bags and sprint like two mad men towards the terminal where our flight was going to  be. We got to the terminal and sat down because I had to catch my breath because we were rushing to make the next flight. Literally three seconds after we sit down the plane to Chelyabinsk started to board. Artemi then takes me by the hand and we get on the plane and take our seats. I start to drift off to sleep again because I am exhausted after sprinting across the airport so we did not miss our flight and have to be stranded in Moscow.

"Beautiful, you need to wake up. We just landed in Chelyabinsk." Artemi says kissing my cheek tenderly. I jolt awake immediately.

"We are here already?" I say while letting out a gigantic yawn and start stretching my limbs. Almost 18 hours on a plane can make you pretty stiff all over.

"Yeah. It is two hour flight from Moscow. We need to hurry because we need to meet my grandparents for dinner in Korkino." Artemi says as we catch a cab to the train station in the center of Chelyabinsk and hop a train to Korkino. About forty five minutes later we arrive in Korkino. Korkino is nothing like Moscow and St. Petersburg, quite the opposite. The houses looked very humble and old. It was a sleepy town that looked like it had seen better days.

"Well here is Korkino. This place made me who I am. It makes me think of how far I come and how to be humble and not get my small amount of fame get to me. " Artemi says as we take a picture together in front of the Korkino sign that is written in Cyrillic. We walk for about 5 more minutes until we get to this kind of ramshackle house. He knocks on the door and two people come to the door. They engulf Artemi into a big hug and give me the iciest Siberian glare I have ever seen.

"Знакомства американский? Что случилось с вами? Вы должны только даты русских девушек!" The guy who I realized is his grandpa started shouted at him. Artemi does not know this but since we started dating, I have been taking Russian lessons with a private tutor with the intentions of learning it for him. His grandfather just told him...You are dating an American? What is wrong with you? You should only date Russian girls. Ouch...so much for his family liking me.

"Дедушка, я взрослый человек. Может даты, которые выбирают, вы не тот, кто делает этот выбор. Николь заставляет меня так счастлива!" Artemi says with a huge hint of annoyance in his voice. He just said Grandpa, I am an adult, I can date who I choose. You're not the one that makes that choice. Nicole makes me so happy. At least he is sticking up for me.