Don't let your crown fall

2. Arriving, Anxiety & (A)Manager John

Cari's pov:
You know how in movies there's always some loved one waiting for the main character in the airport. The loved one will just stand there and wait. If it's a romantic movie the loved one usually has flowers and a sign with the main characters name on. You know, romantic shit.
Well, for some reason I was expecting that.

The majority of the 9 hours long plane ride had been a living hell. I really, as in really, hate flying. I don't get how it's possible to enjoy being held hostage in a flying metal coffin. So I had crippling anxiety the whole time. Yay. Gotta love me some unnecessary overthinking.
After a couple of hours struggling to hold back tears I finally remembered that I had packed some anxiety medication in my carry on backpack. I waved down one of the stewardesses and she came back with a bottle of water. A couple of minutes after I'd taken the pills I calmed down. In fact I fell asleep.
It didn't take long before my crazy mind started dreaming about the blue eyed girl again.

Lately I've been having this reoccurring dream about a girl. Everything about the girl is kinda blurry and vague, except her eyes. Her bright blue eyes stand out like a two shinning stars.
All me and the blue eyed girl do in the dream is stare at each other, not like "creepy old man starring at a young butt" stare, more like the "I'm in love"  kinda stare.
Every time I try to look away from her eyes she disappears and I wake up. 

When I walked out of the airport I could feel the excitement and the frighten of a 100 kids waiting in line for some crazy roller coaster, in my stomach. For some odd reason I kept expecting the blue eyed girl to be there waiting for me. Just like the loved ones do in the movies.
Surprise surprise, she wasn't there.
The disappointment hit me hard.
"Holy shit.." I whispered to myself.
"I'm going crazy...Getting disappointed because a fictional girl my mind created didn't meet my expectations... And now I'm also talking to myself in public. Well done Cari Fletcher"

I ordered an uber and went to my new home. My new home in LA.
Wow that's crazy to think about. The little Cari Elise Fletcher who never did anything crazy moved to LA. Alone.

I woke up early the next morning, I had tons to do and I was already late. Sleeping in the new apartment wasn't as terrible as I had imagined on the plane. It was actually quite nice. Okay who am I kidding, it was nice because I dreamt about the blue eyed girl again. It was weird that I felt so good and comfortable with the fact that it was a girl and not a boy. But then again, I didn't really care. I've always been kinda open minded when it comes to love. My parents always told me that I shouldn't let gender, sexuality, political views etc have an effect on who I want to love. And that has always stuck with me.

"Cari fucking Fletcher, just pick an outfit and get going. You're meeting with John in under an hour. Hurry the duck up!" I yell at myself jokingly.
After 30 minutes I'm finally dressed and ready to go meet my manager, John, for the first time.
John DM'ed me on Twitter a couple of weeks ago, asking if I was interested in getting a manager, and of course I said yes.

I arrived at the address John had given me. I turned out to be restaurant which was perfect, cause I hadn't eaten anything yet.

"Cari? Over here!" John yelled at me.
In an instant I could recognize his voice from our many phone calls. For some reason I got crazy nervous. I made eye contact with John and lifted my hand slightly to give a little "I've seen you" wave.

"Hey Cari! How was your flight? How's your apartment? Do you want something to eat? I'm so excited!!" John said in a very high pitched "excited kid" voice.
I couldn't help but smile at his excitement.
"Slow down John, one question at a time" i said with a smile.
We ordered food and spent most of the day together just talking.
At 4pm-ish John dropped me off at my apartment.
"I'll text you later. We should definitely hang out outside work some time!" John said smiling from ear to ear.
"Yeah of course! I need to meet that boyfriend of yours" i said whilst waving and running up the stairs to my apartment.

When I got inside I had a little dance party with myself. All of sudden I'd gotten this new energy and courage to do this whole "living alone in a city were I know no one" thing. It didn't even bother me that I had to stay home all night and unpack.
After hours spent unpacking and imagining myself on a stage in front of a huge audience, I looked at the time.
"Holy shit, I should probably get some sleep" I said to myself.
At 3 am I was in my bed ready to dream about the blue eyed girl again.
Just as I was about to close my eyes, I remembered that I promised Alex that I would text her.

Cari: Heyy Alex!! Today has been amazing! I've already found a friend who also doubles as my manager! I'm so looking forward to getting to know him even more and working with him:)
The apartment is great btw, I'm so excited for you to join me here!
Goodnight:)
Love and miss you lots xx
Cari xxx

A/N:
Is this something you guys would want continuous updates on?
And sorry for the incredibly bad English. My first language is Danish, so it's kinda difficult to translate:)
Thanks for reading this and have a great day:)
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