Every kiss starts with Kay

ll - The reflection in the glass

I find it difficult to breath, not knowing if it’s because it’s airless and smelly in this narrow subway or just because I know that every second my body gets closer to Robbie’s. I’m starting to freak out and Amy notice. She always sees everything so she squeezes my hand hard enough to calm me down, to get me back to my normal breathing.

I should have eaten breakfast, I should’ve forced myself as I do normally do before a test or something else demanding, so I don’t feel dizzy, but now I didn’t and I regret it. I sigh annoyed at all those people going in the same direction as me and Amy. What are they doing in the subway this early a Sunday, apart from going to the convention I was heading off to? Work? Not a chance. As soon as I heard that Robbie would attend to Paris I started to cry like a baby, I know, dorky. I was just so happy and unhappy at the same time because I wasn't sure I would be able to make it. When I found out about the con I immediately told my mom about the it, and that it would take place in the capital of France. My mother told me to chase my dreams, and that she would give me the whole journey as a gift for my birthday. I was the happiest girl alive, well I am. I stare at my reflection in the glass and then at the moving electric cables shifting in dirty colours.

Of course Amy wasn’t fangirly as I was (my mom could never tolerate both her daughters to be fangirls), so my sister didn’t buy any tickets to the convention since she didn’t think it was worth the money. Instead she went to a boring museum next to the convention is, that was one more thing to panic about, finding someone to hang out with. But then I’m kind of lucky since I’m not shy at all and I easily make friends since I talk both French and English. At least I hope it will be easy…