Music of a Fallen Star

-Chapter 4-

Home sweet Home, I said that the moment I left the airport. I could see the Eiffel Tower from the taxi Susie were able to get. It has been 4 years and when I thought that nothing would change everything did, some of the old cafes and stores I used to go to were gone and replaced with gelato stores and so did all the adults I used to mess around with. However when I got home I know I would walk into the home I have always known with absolutely no changes at all. Walking out of the taxi I then run to the front door, take a deep breath and say "I'm Home" but then I realized that it was 3 am. After being embarrassed at myself I tried to look for my room at home but I could find it so I just slept on the couch, I had to get used to the new time zone because being gone for four years affects you sense of time. After five hours of sleep I start the day by going to my favorite café "Café Chocolate." In fact I met my kid best friend Erick there because I bummed into him and spilled my coffee. Mrs. Mari still remembered me but I barley recognized her, she had grey hairs sticking out and she reached her 50's but she acted like she was 20 to not show her age. Anyway, I walked home and entered a kitchen of total silence because their four year away family member was back home. My mom and dad ran towards me like they were speeding on a highway, however Orlando did not seem interested. (Weird right) He walked away as if I was some sort of disease, but other that's Orlando being a drama king I got caught up with my parents and I introduced them to Susie They loved her obviously and at some point of the conversation my mom mentioned Erick. I didn't even think that he would still be in Paris, but he was and Mom said he still lives in with his grandparents in their bakery. So I left the house and started looking for it but even in Paris people still know me so autographs were being shoved at me, I just kept getting for fans and autographs that all of a sudden someone pulls me out of the crowd. I could tell it was a boy and his hand was so warm but he looked so familiar to me yet at the same time he didn't.