How To Date A Greek Boy

The Boy Who Made Me Listen To Olympus

Everyone decided to accompany us to the airport. Again, we did the routine at the courier’s.
“Where do you want to go?” The attendant asked us.
Fran and I looked at each other and shared a smile. “Anywhere.” We both said simultaneously.

The woman looked at us like we’d just told her we wanted to deliver to Mars.

“There’s a parcel for Rome today evening. That okay?”
“Sounds good.” Fran rubbed her hands together.
After we’d gone through the procedure again, we went back out to our friends. Since we had almost the whole day free ahead, they decided to stay with us.

We walked around the city, and they pointing out the cool places where the kids our age hung out. As we were walking down a road, Crista stopped. She turned to me. “I bet you’ve never watched a movie in Greek.” she smirked.
Looking up, I realized she’d stopped outside a theatre.
“You’ll have to translate all throughout for us!” I told them.
“Oh no, impossible.” Hermes smirked. “You are going to watch a movie where you don’t understand anything!”
“Another once in a lifetime experience!”, Kon exclaimed.
“Okay, that is the stupidest thing I have ever heard.” I deadpanned.
“You heard Greek music, now watch Greek movie. We pay, okay? You don’t waste money on what you don’t understand.” Kon dragged me inside.

The movie seemed to be a thriller, though we couldn’t really tell. Throughout the movie, Fran kept clapping excitedly whenever the actors used the word ‘koritsi’, because then she knew they were talking about a girl. Other than that, our efforts of understanding what was happening were an epic fail.

By the time we were out, it was approaching evening, and was time for us to go back and report for the flight. All of them came to see us off. As we hugged everyone one by one, Kon took me aside.
“You will go to a lot of places, Leanna. And wherever you go, you make memories. People will always remember you. I’ll always remember you.” He told me.
“I’ll think I’ll always remember you, too. As the boy who made me listen to Olympus with my eyes open.”
He smiled. “Oh, and be careful of the boys in Italy. Very touchy.” He grimaced.
I tried hard to hide a smile at that. “I will. Goodbye, boy who made me listen to Olympus with my eyes open.”

And with that, I turned back and walked into the airport with Fran.

 I'm running out of Greek guys to put up to the side :P
So... Rome huh? ;)
I have this thing I'm trying. Whoever is reading this,
1. THAAANK YOU :D
2. I want you guys to guess which city/country they'll go to next. Right answer gets a dedication :)