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...
Khassi's P.O.V: The plane had finally touched down after 12 hours of some turbulence and air traffic. Home sweet home in Paris France. Beautiful Sarcelles, France.
The view of this place is amazing! The buildings are so unique in style... now they don't have these in New York. It's very different. The aroma smells like fresh bread and flowers, and beautiful blue clear skies. I don't think i'll ever leave.
Izza had texted me and asked if I landed safely, and i replied and said yes, and said that Paris has gotten much more beautiful than before. She texted back telling me the furniture had been transported while I was on my way to France. The furniture is already in the house. Izza is really the MVP.
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I took a moment to look around just to take in all of the beauty of Paris. I was still in shock at how Izza even made all of this possible. I looked around to find some tourists taking photos of the Eiffel tower as I got closer to the popular attraction. It's been so long since I've last been here in Paris. Me and my dad would travel every year to Paris to attend to his business trip meetings here. I don't exactly remember how to navigate around as much as I used to when I was as young as 5. I started memorizing the street names of Paris France when I was about 12... but it's been too long for me not to remember. The only good thing i'd ever remember my dad telling me when I was around 15 here in France was, "This is a beautiful place here, Khass. When you get older and thrive into this family business, I could guarantee you that you'd never want to leave. You'd feel right at home. If you ever decide to depart from me and your mother one day...just don't go off marrying somebody here without us knowing." Well... here I am, dad. You just aren't here to see how far I've gotten without you, despite you kicking me out. I may have ended up here at a different altercation, but all that matters is that i'm here, and this would make him very proud. And he is right... I may never want to leave from here. Ever.
I continued to walk around and observed how people moved and socialized with every step they made. I couldn't exactly find the cab stops that my father used to find, nor could I find the bus stops, because the signs were written in French. Dad would understand... too bad he isn't here to teach me. He never did anyway.
I started to ask nearby tourists in the area, but they too didn't have the slightest clue as to where they were either. A touring couple passing me had seen my struggles of asking those for clear directions as to how to get to Sarcelles, so they had given me a map to figure things out. I still couldn't understand it, because the map itself was also in French.
Khassidy: "How the hell do I work this map if it isn't in English?? Ugh. I'll figure it out."
I continued to walk around until I found myself further away from the Eiffel Tower. Now I was completely lost. I saw a nearby bench secluded away from the tourist spots where they could take photos and sat there alone. I looked around to see if any of the signs were any help... but still nothing.
