Almost Dead, Almost In Love

Chapter TWO

                  The  Encounter.

Flash back.

               The sound of the helicopter blade made me cover my ears with both hand. I was putting on some comfortable blue long sleeve,a tight pink jean, and my blonde was neatly packed into a ponytail.  Three frowning  bodyguards putting on dark shade and a Italian made red tuxedo, stood behind me with their hand  crossed. They watched me as I was rolling my back pack towards the helicopter owned by the white house travel agency.

       Suddenly the sound of police siren blared out into air, i peered to see if it was the president, my Dad. A black Benz,with the Us flag pinned on top of its roof drove through the carpet grasses making a U turn, another black Motorola followed again, 3 more hefty jeep bounced off the road as dust patches diffuse from underneath the grumbling tyres. As expected, I saw a long white limousine moved slowly into the park slot. I stretched my neck, to look at my dad through the passenger window. I giggled, when I caught Dad smiling at me.

       The driver quickly ran to open the passenger door. His foot landed on the floor. Camera men and news crew was struggling from the outside to get a good look at their President. I even heard someone screamed his name. Dad has an oval shape head, his shiny bald head was noticeable as he stood outside the sun. His eyebrows was full and his U shape beards was neatly leveled.

      I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. My father is the president of united state of america. I now have what I always wanted.  The respect, the fans and the media has boost my self image and reputation. I always feel uncomfortable when I drive to the mall the with obsessive personal bodyguard just to buy some pinky bras or any other thing a girl like me would need. For me,been a President's daughter is a curse and also a blessing, but I have learn adapt and accept my life as a rich responsible celebrity teenager.

"Louis," Dad called my name with exhilaration. He opened his hand widely as he await my embrace.

I ran towards him and hug him, and I felt is chest pressed into
my cheek.

How are you dad? I asked letting go of him.

"Fine, thank you," he responded with curve lips as he adjust his diamond wristwatch sparkling into my eyes.

"How you ready For the best trip of your life." He said playfully poking my chest with his finger.

"Of course dad," my smile got larger. "Why won't I, you know this is the first time you have ever allowed me to go on a camping". I said.

"I know this is your first time", he quipped.

"I hope you understand are precious you are to me and your mother".He said.

"Please try to be safe, don't argue with the guards or jump from the hills or play with... "

"Dad i know all this safety tips and i also know how to take care of myself". I interrupted.

  I stretch my feet and whisper into his ear.

"Cameras are watching, I don't want them to think I am still a baby." I whispered.

We suddenly burst out into a short laughter. The best feeling is seeing my dad laughing. I hope it is genetic. I thought.

"I would like for you to come with me." I asked.
"You know, we could kill lions, snakes and monkeys together". I teased.