Falling for the Sinner

Chapter 1

I heard a knock on my door as I was coming out of the bathroom. 'Yes" I asked as I rummaged through my closet for an outfit. "Sweetie" my mother spoke. "We need to get going in 15 minutes alright". "Okay mom" I shouted through the door before looking back towards my closet. "I have to pick an outfit that is not so overdone yet classy"  I thought to myself as I stared at my closet. Today was when I was leaving for college, and boy was I freaking out. But there was no time, my very strict and punctual parents would be knocking at my door any minute now. 

I grabbed a white summer dress that had a brown weaved belt in the middle and quickly slipped it on with ease. I grabbed a pair of brown strapped sandals and hurriedly put them on, knowing I only had minutes before my parents began to become impatient. I looked in the mirror and I ruffled my cooper hair before turning back to my suitcases that were sprawled across the floor. I wasn't going to just any college, I was accepted to a prestigious school in London that had almost every subject you can think of. Art, English, Math, History, Physcology, Science, you name it and Westwood school of London had it. But even though there were so many choices I had no idea what I wanted to do in my life.

I let out a sigh before I grabbed my two suitcases that laid on the floor. I reached my door and before shutting it close, I looked back to my now to be past. My twin baby blue bed, the stuffed animals around a white old play chest, my pink walls that saw 18 years of my life fly by. I looked upon my old room in a sad manner as I finally shut the door of the past. 

I dragged my suitcase down the stairs and saw my parents waiting by the front door. "Ready" my mother asked and I gave her a short nod. My father grabbed my bags from me and loaded them into our blue Honda civic. I jumped into the backseat of the car and watched out the window as we pulled away from my childhood home. "Goodbye, old life" I thought as I watched my old home disappear behind me. 

I was hoping this car ride would be silent so I could get my nerves under control but it was no such luck. "How are you feeling" my father asked me. "Great" I lied with a small smile. It was my mothers turn to chime in. "Okay, Ronnie you're going to college now so this means you must be extra careful". Oh boy here we go. "Remember to stay away from strangers, stay away from boys, and focus on your school work". I nodded my head even though what my mother was saying didn't interest me completely. "Also Ronnie remember to read your prayers and try to go to church every Sunday". "Did you pack your bible and rosary"? I nodded my head with a "mhm" before turning my attention back to the window.

My parents were very strict Christians. They went to church every Sunday, they read prayers every night, had multiple bibles in the house, and didn't take well to anyone who didn't accept the life style. I lived this lifestyle day by day and I didn't question it, I've been raised this way so it's kind of a norm for me. Even though sometimes I secretly question my faith and religion, but I would always keep that to myself.

We finally arrived at the airport and my nerves where on end. I opened the car door and stepped out into the windy airport with cars and taxis whizzing by. My father unloaded my bags before turning off the car and following me toward the automatic doors. We walked into the cold airport and didn't struggle finding my gate, my flight leaves in 10 minutes.

I turned to my parents and retrieved the bags from my father. "Well" my mom said "this is it" she sobbed. I wanted to comfort my mom but I knew if I did I would break down as well and that is the last thing I need. I offered her a smile while hugging her with one arm and telling her it was going to be all right. I let her go and my father grabbed my shoulders, squeezed them and whispered a "I'm gonna miss you honey". 

I felt my eyes begin to cloud and I closed them to keep the tears contained. "I'll be back in no time you'll see" I tried to console. With one last wave I headed off to my gate and entered the security check. I gave the man my passport which was stamped and handed back to me. I took of my shoes and placed any belongings that were not in my suitcase in a plastic bin. After I was cleared and quickly gathered my things, not bothering to put on my sandals in fear that I might be late. 

I walked down the dull hallway and entered the plane. I showed the a flight stewardess my plane ticket and she directed me to first class. A first class ticket was a going away present from my parents that I was grateful for, I at least would be comfortable in this 10 hour flight. 

I sighed as I sank into a plush plane seat and thankfully no one claimed the seats next to me. I chose the seat by the window and waited patiently for the captain to announce that we will be taking flight in a short moment. When the flight attendant finished the safety instructions I felt a tap on my shoudler. "Excuse me but can I please take this seat" a boy asked. "Yeah, go for it" I smally smiled at him. He grinned at me and let me tell you this boy was cute. He had blonde spiked hair with a tan and piercing hazel eyes. 

"So what are you planning to do in London" he casually asks me. "I got accpeted to WestWood, that's where I'm heading. "Wow, me too" he smiled. "I'm Ronnie" I spoke sticking out my hand. "James" he said shaking my hand firmly. "Well at least I made a new friend, I was a nervous wreck thinking I would be alone". I chuckled at his relieved expression and assured him that if we were alone that we'd still have each other around. 

We kept talking for a few minutes and I figured out he was majoring in Music and he got accpeted last year but didn't have the funds to make it till now. He has one younger brother and lived in New York. I sure do know a lot about him even if it's been at least 5 minutes.

Our talking was interrupted by the captain saying that we were now ready for flight. James and I buckled our seat belts and remained silent during take off. After it was announced that we were at correct altitude the cabin lights were dimmed. "We should get some rest" James yawned and I nodded.

I rested my head on the comfy head rest of the plane seat and closed my eyes. Even though my body was tired my mind was all but that. "My new life starts in 10 hours, heck it already started" I thought.