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Chapter 7

The Airport was rushed, chock o block filled with tourists both leaving the big Apple and arriving. Walking through customs the memory of kie wonders through my head. Had he aged. What was he like did we even have anything in common any more. That was it all done and now i was making my way out into the reception. I look around for any sign if kie dozens of people standing Googley eyed waiting to pick up their friends and loved one.

"Sammy my boy" Kie yells at the top of his voice. At first the voice seems distant and far away. KIE stands at the far end of the line holding a large peice of card with name wrote in large black letters. His hair had changed since the last time that I soor him. Sandy blond shaggy hair that came down just above his thick eye brows. His pointed nose stuck out like a sour thumb he wasn't as tall as me but what he lacked in size he made up for with his looks. He had an almost rugged look about him dark green eyes and slightly crooked jaw that attracted the attention of so many girls back in London.

The next thing I know we are standing in front of each other, arms wrapped around each other. My hand smacks the top of his back in embrace.

Running his hand through my dark locks "How have you been holding up" a gesturing shrug of my shoulders is all I manage to muster. Kie clears his through and wraps his arm around my neck pull me towards the huge entrence of the John f Kennedy international airport.

"You wait Sammy, these American chicks drop there nickers at the sound if a British accent" he tells me talking about wemon like some peice of meat he can eat and shit out the next something which I find a little rude and child like. Kie had clearly been going to the gym, his muscles were new.

"Dude I can't believe your fricking here" his voice craks from excitement. He leads me out of the large double doors and out in to the car park where a car waits to collect us. Kie opens the door on my side first before jogging around to get in himself. I hesitate before getting inside. The countless years of janet telling me not to get in a strangers car where finally coming back to me, but it was kie. Yes i didn't know the driver but I knew kie maybe even more then he knew himself at least that was the case as of last year. I entire the car legs first taking care not to smack my head on the door frame. The car was nice, I didn't know what brand it was but it was nice. Leather seating with a fold down flap in the centre with two cup holders built in.

"Turns out, my cousins coming for Christmas too, so I hope you don't mind but I got you a room in a hotel a few blocks away from my house until Christmas eve" Kie says glearing out through the window like he was trying not to look at me. Maybe he felt guilt and honestly I do feel a little let down, but a hotel in new York it's going to be the best holiday ever.

"Nah that's cool" I shrug my shoulder even though he can't see me doing it. I swear I hear him breath a sigh of relief but then again the low hum o0f the engines on the airplane may still be ringing in my ears. He tells me about how he now go's to columbia state college. The equivalent to harved university he tells me, somehow I find that hard to believe. He tells me that he has pretty much been a loner since he started Columbia. He refused a dorm room so he could stay and be close to his mother and farther and younger sister Nik short for nikitah. There was two years between them and She always hated me I didn't know what it was there was just something about me that she disised and no matter how much I tried nothing worked it was like an endless cycel, she hates me I try and make her like me it fails and so on and so on. We pull up out side of a large hotel that had to be at leash fifteen story's high. Someone had gone round each window and painted around the frame a bright gold colour. We exit the car and Kie walks around to the boot to retrive my case from where he had put it only ten minuted earlier. We walk through the door and instantly my breath is taken away. Paintings hanging on every square inch of wall space all representing a different time place and in the centre a large in door fountain stands in the centre of the hotels lobby. A slender man carved in marble it's centre peice using only a leaf to cover his modesty. Still amazed I ask him Why and how. How he could afford for me to stay in such a clearly five star hotel and funely enough I see the hotels raiting on the wall next to the main desk five huge golden stars shinning in the over head lights. Why he would pay for me to stay in such a place. He dodges my question

He shakes his head and laughs. " if you think this is amazing wait until you see you room" he turns away to book me in to my room and I just stand there motionless taking in the senary. The delicate brush strokes from the artist brushes and the gentle flowing of water from the fountain. I snap out of my daze when Kie taps me on the shoulders and hold the key card to my room between his two fingers. I reach out to grab it but he pulls it away. Looking at him confused he says.

"Arnt you going to tell me how much of a best friend I am" my mouth falls open in surprise.

"Well if you gave me a second I think I would of found the right momment"

He laughs and runs his fingers through my hair making it a little more messy then it was before then pops the key card into the pocket of my Gray hoddie. We step into the elovater and he clicks the number fourteen. floor fourteen out of twenty three. This place was bigger than i thought. I feel the excitement filling me up. The bell chins and the doors slide open. Kie steps out first and i follow him to my room. 137 that was the number of my room. What a grate number. It holds no significant meaning to me but now it might just.

As we edge closer down the slim hallway my excitement gets stronger every door we pass I feel may be the one. Door after door and we do not stop. Finally we reach a door an Kie gestures his hand towards the door for me to do the honours.

"I will let you settle in and I will pick you up tonight at around six, does that sound good" he says. Once I confirm he scurrys round the corner leaving me alone in the door way of my room. I take a few steps In And I hear a voice. Kie's voice.

"And to answer your question. I feel guilty for not putting in more effort with you after I moved" and runs away before I have chance to reply and tell him that he had no need to feel guilty I was as much to blame for the lack of communication as he was. It was new York it wasn't as if he was moving somewhere that didn't have Wi-Fi. I was a terrible friend with terrible values.

A year ago I was the boy angry at the world the only person who could keep me in check was Ella and I respected her for that so much. but the day I turned eighteen something clicked inside of a realization that I Needed To Grow up and get my life in check before I wasted my education And Ended Up on Benefits.

I push open the second door with my eyes sealed shut and holding my breath in my lungs until my head begins to burn. I open my eyes and I'm in heaven. Maybe I held my breath to long and passed out in to a place that couldn't possible exist. A small coffee table with several seats around it stands in front of me. It's glass surface clearly polishes with care. Each seat was different each a different colour fabric each a different texture all of the diffrent sizes and shapes.

Kie had clearly remembered my eye for beauty. Leaning my suitcase against the closest seat a long green couch with golden buttons studied across the backrest I head in to the kitchen. A long marble counter top with a woven basket at the far end.

Enjoy the label said. The woven basket was filled to the rimm with all duffrent kinds of junk food. American sweets that i had never seen before or heard off. I remove a tub from the woven basket and inspect it in my hands. The tub was white with a bright red screw of lid. Fluff I read to myself aloud then continue reading. Spreadable marshmallow. What. This was amazing why did they not sell this back in the UK it must taste amazing. I screw off the lis and peel back a second thin layer jamming my finger right in to the centre of the thick white spreadable marshmallow then lick the remains from my finger.

It was like heaven. I knew it was going to taste good. I love marshmallows and how the UK had not clicked on to this was surreal. I place tub back on the counter leaving the lid to sit astly on top of the tub without screwing it back on.

I turn to find a pair of large white doors with unbelievably large handle. The doors push open with a little help from my hands and thats when I see it a large four posted bed with drapes falling down either side. The bed was huge and not just double bed huge I mean like something that would be reserved for queen. Well I guess it would be the president. I hold back a smile making myself giggle until i realize I am all alone in a five star hotel in perhaps the best room they have. I then let the giggle come to life..