Nameless Love

Pheobe

"Pheobe, you might wanna get up . Your flight leaves in thirty minutes and you really need to get to Paris." Alix shouts as she shoves me in an attempt to wake me up.
"What?! Are you serious? You should have woken me earlier! "
I jump from my bed and raced to the bathroom, just in time to see a smile form on Alix's lips-one I haven't come to comprehend yet.
I brushed my hair as quickly as I could and straightened away all lingering curls. When I was done with the shower, I entered my 'self-customized' walk in closet and picked up the top I had already set for today.

Seriously, nobody buys clothes for me . I make them myself.

Ten minutes to go . I can't believe I've missed my trip to Paris today. I'll have to finish high school here in China. Missed my trip to meeting Brittany, my first friend ever-and best . I just have to do the right thing.

I walked down the passageway to the living room where my parents were. I lowered my gaze so I look as remorse as possible.

"Mum,dad I'm so-" I looked up to find the three of them seated comfortably listening to the morning news.

Morning news?

"Wait, no one's concerned that I missed my flight? "

"Missed what flight? It's barely 7am and your flight is by 10am."
Mum says, barely looking at me. Alix earns glares from me, which I'm sure would kill if they had the power.

"What? I just thought you would get up earlier so we could play tea time before you leave. "She paused, "can we play now? "

"No Alix. I've got to catch up on my sleep "

"Pleaaaaaaase?"

"No"

"Mum! Pheobe doesn't want to play with me!" She practically screamed, so mum would hear.
I knew what was coming next.

"Pheobe, you don't want me ceasing your design book now, do you? "

"No mum"

"Now be a good sister and play with her"

I pouted before saying, "fine."

After two hours of drinking fake tea,dad announced that we were leaving. I was just about to enter the car when Alix grabbed my arm.

"When would you be back?"

"Actually,I am not sure of that."

"Will you be married when you get back? The next time I see you?  "

"What? No. Not possible. "

"Ok.I just wanted to be sure. "

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Dad dropped me and zoomed off. To be honest, I was a tad bit scared as it's my first time travelling alone. I checked in my luggage and made myself comfortable on one of those huge comfy sofas they have at the airport. I had just placed my earphones where they are meant to be when a girl of probably five ran into me. Her pink hairband didn't do a good job of keeping her hair in place as her blonde hair was bouncing around.

"I'm sorry for bumping into you" She murmured,looking rather remorseful. She looked familiar-like I had seen her on tv or something.

"No problem sweetie. Trust me, I'm clumsier than I look " I say taking her hands in mine.

"Really? "Her blue eyes lit up. They were just a shade darker than mine.

"Yes."

"Thanks, umm-"

"Pheobe Cesairé. Call me Pheobe"

"I'm Emma. Emma Princeton" She beamed, showing off her white teeth. That's when it struck me. If it were to be a cartoon, I'd be seeing a yellow light bulb above me.

Emma Princeton.  Daughter of Phillipé Princeton. Heiress to all Princeton fashion lines.

"O-M-G. Today seems to be my lucky day . I'm a huge fan of your father's designs. What am I saying? He's my role model.

"Emma, where did you go?" The deep baritone sent shivers down my spine. "Aha! There you are"

He came into view . I could never mistake those emerald eyes, the untamed golden blonde hair and tan skin for another.
I stood immediately, feeling intimidated by the height. Still, it didn't make any difference. My heart did a summersult when he does something.

He winked at me.

Adrian Princeton winked at me.