3 Days Later :
Guess what ? I have a competition today ! It's about summerizing 50 books. Each book in 8 lines.
Some can say it's impossible, but I always loved reading, and it was no problem to me.Anyway, Miss Rana stopped a Taxi for us, as there was 4 competitors, including me. and we were squeezed in the back seat, eating snacks. While Miss Rana sat comfortably in the front seat next to the driver. Lucky her.
I revised the summaries that I wrote on the way, trying to pass the time. As the car ride was 45 minutes.
A few hours later :
In Another Place :Miss Heba, an art teacher, entered the class, when Miss Fifi, the English teacher was teaching.
"Miss Fifi ! Donald Trump and his son are here. They are looking for Adelle Macron !""What do you mean ? She's not even here ! She went to that competition this morning."
Fifi said, dazed.
"what ? Oh dear, no ! Trump is gonna be furious ! Oh dear.."Heba said, desperate, getting out of the class.
30 minutes Later :
The taxi stopped in front of our beloving school, and I headed out with my backpack. Walking to the principal's office, but I stopped when I heard the following.
"Please, dad. Just give her five more minutes. I'm sure she'll be here.""Barron, You've been saying this for an hour ! Come on, we need to leave."
"Dad, please.."
I entered the office and found who I expected it to be.It was Barron and his dad, Donald, whom was telling his son to leave because nobody was coming.
I ran towards Barron, and hugged him tighter than ever.He hugged me back tightly.
"oh my god, Barron, I missed you so 6much."
He patted my back slightly.
"I missed you more, goddess."A few moments later, we let go. And we kissed.
It was passionate, and deep. And I was relieved that he was there, right in front of me.
We broke away a few moments later, and I smiled at him."Barron, how are you ? What are you doing here ?"
I said, happiness filling my voice.
"well, I wanted to see you. And Dad had to speak to the Egyptian President about Economy and stuff like that. So when he was done, we took the plane to Alexandria, and here we are."
He explained, smiling."Mr Donald, you were okay with that ? That's really sweet of you."
I kissed Donald's cheek as he tried not to blush. Then I hugged Barron again.
"I have so much to tell you. But first, I'll go tell Miss Lubna on the third floor that I'm leaving with you guys."He nodded, and I hurried outside the office, towards the teachers' room on the third floor.
When I was done, we went out of the school.
"Bye, Mr Sherif."
"Bye, Adelle."
The teacher replied as we headed out of the front gates.___________________________________
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Mystery / ThrillerThis is how I imagined my (rather perfect) life when I was writing The Exhausting Journey. Adelle Macron has it all. Perfect looks, perfect family, perfect lifestyle. Or so what everyone thought. Adelle was forced to go to her former elementary sch...