PARIS | Kylian Mbappe

1 | Touchdown

"Have you got everything?" Mum sighed.
"Yes" I replied. "Go I'll be fine". I could see tears start go form in my mums eyes as my dad gave me a tight hug.
"Be carful kid", he said sneakily slipping me a stack of rolled £20 notes. I looked at the pile of money then back to my dad puzzled. He shrugged and smiled "In case of emergency".

Can all passengers boarding Flight 823 to Paris, France please exit the departure lounge and make their way to the flight. The flight will depart in 10 minutes.

"Okay okay go go we don't want you to miss the flight" mum said giving me one last squeeze before I wheeled my suitcase to the entrance of the plane before turning around giving my parents one last wave. I watched my dad wave as he threw an arm round mum to comfort her sobs before walking away. And with that I was gone. Into a whole new world, a new chapter of my life begins. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared as hell but hey ho, you don't know unless you try.

I walked through the plane looking for my seat number thinking to myself how I had landed such a beautiful flight for a small cost. Although the worry was on my head I had boarded the wrong plane was in my head I continued to walk along the stunning plane. As I began to closer to my seat I noticed a figure. "Excuse me? Hi sorry yeah I think your in my seat?"

The man looked at me puzzled. "Uhhh? No I think you think you have the wrong seat?"

"What?" I questioned. "I'm seat 35, look" I said showing him my ticket. He smiled gently pulling out his ticket. "No I'm seat 35".

I frowned and looked around confused before shrugging. "Oh well they must have printer the same seat twice by mistake, no worries I'll just sit behind, no worries". The man didn't reply and put back on his headphones. I began to lift my suitcase over my head to put in the above luggage cabin when someone tapped me on the shoulder. "Excuse me, Is everything alright you look like your struggling?".

I blushed as I tried to keep pushing up my heavy suitcase so it didn't fall on me. The man in front of my watching with a small grin. "Uh yes sorry I think the flight mixed up my seat number so I thought I'd just take this empty seat behind my original one if that's okay".

The woman nodded. "May I see your ticket please?". She looked at me, her fancy attire kind of intimidating me as everyone had already taken their seats. "Miss, this seat is from economy class, this is first class. If you get your bag I'll take you to your seat". I blushed and relaxed my shoulder, biting my bottom lip, "oh" I said quietly "Sorry, my mistake".

I heard the man in front of me snigger slightly then turn around shaking his head as he laughed to himself. Asshole.

Once I was in the right seat in the right part of the plane I began to sit back, put my headphones on and drift off to sleep until we arrived in Paris.

"Miss, Miss, wake up the plane has landed".

"Huh?" i responded rubbing my eyes noticing the plane was completely empty. Once again I blushed, embarrassed. "Sorry oh my gosh! I fell asleep".

The small woman laughed. "Not a problem, are you in Paris for work or pleasure?". She asked as she helped me get down my suitcase.

"Work unfortunately" I rolled my eyes as she giggled.  "Well I hope you have a nice time and thanks for flying with us".

I stepped off the plane and out the airport meeting my taxi driver, he loaded my belongings into the back of his car before asking. "Where to, Miss?".

I looked at my phone reading the messages which contained my destination and reason for visiting Paris. I looked at the cab driver "Parc Des Princes please".