Khassidy leaves behind all of her family drama in New York, and finally gets to live in the place of her dreams. Her parents disapproved of her dancing career, which ended in the result of her family disowning her. They had wanted her to follow the...
Khassidy's P.O.V: Monday. 11:15 A.M. Goodbye New York City, Hello Sarcelles, France.
Woke up extremely early, excited to make the next biggest moves of my life. As I sat on the bed in Izza's guestroom, I heard a knock on the door. Izza came in.
Izza: "Hey foreigner" She smiles at me. "You ready for your big trip today?"
Khassidy: "More than ready. I still can't believe im finally going to be living in my dream place! It all feels like a dream to me, but it's finally happening."
Izza: "Well it's happening, babe. Believe it or not. You deserve this. I'm so happy for you."
Khassidy: "It couldn't have been possible without you. Izza. None of this would have happened."
Izza: "I'll never stop being there for you. No matter what. If you're parents aren't gonna support you, then I'll be the one to do just that. It's 11:35. Your flight departure is at 12. Let me get that outfit I told you I had for you. We gotta get going.
Izza headed towards her room and handed me an outfit I could never imagine myself wearing. She handed me a pair of 90s vintage glasses , a fur coat, and gold dress. Izza then put my hair into a slick bob. She had also used some of the Fenty makeup she had in her room on my face. I looked so brand new.
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Izza: "Girl.. YOU LOOK STUNNING! Is this Khassi??"
I checked myself out in the mirror and had the same question. Was this Khassi? Yes it was. Indeed it surely was. I was digging this new aura.
Khassidy: "I love it sis! I'm going to Sarcelles in style!"
Izza: "Remember what I always said to you. You gotta st-"
Khassidy: "Stunt on these hoes. Got it."
Izza: "You grew up so fast." She sighs as she looks at me.
We both laugh and hug each other.
As time went on, Izza got ready herself. My stuff was still in her apartment due to her telling me that my stuff would be transported over to my new home the day after. After she got dressed, she grabbed the car keys, then we headed down the lobby and into the parking lot and into the convertible. She drove me to John F Kennedy Airport, and got out to open the passenger door for me and handed me my ticket to Paris. She hugged me tight and closed the door behind me. I still couldn't believe that this was happening, but it is.
Izza: "Now don't make me cry just standing here girl. Go chase after your dreams! And you better find somebody for me and you" she says as she laughs as her voice sounded cracked up by being emotional.
Khassidy: "Thanks again, for everything , Izza. I'll make sure to call you first thing when I get there. KIss, hug, and say goodbye to the students for me. Love you girl."
I hugged her one last time before I entered inside the airport. She waved goodbye to me as I left the car and into the airport. I watched her drive off into the convertible.
This was all happening so fast... but I am oh so grateful for this beautiful blessing that fell right to my feet.
Goodbye New York City, and to Sarcelles France... Here I come!
