LOVE after Sunrise

Chapter Two - Yellow Taxi

I look up and a smile crept into my face as i stared at the few white clouds that's slowly gliding across the bright blue sky. A cool breeze gently touch my face and neck, I shivered slightly but, in a goodway. I put my hands inside my pocket. geez! its really cold out here. I stood infront of a diner. I paused, then take a look at my outfit in a glass window. Im wearing a body hugging pink tee shirt, brown leather jacket, black skinny jeans and white shoes. I've got a large black handbag and a black luggage.

"New York! Here I come!" I said excitedly to myself. well.. hmm... I guess this is it, there's no turning back now. I just have to think positive and I know everything's gonna be alright. Im gonna be ok, im sure about it. I looked down and searched inside my handbag for my S4, when i found it I start taking picture of everything, including myself. Selfie.

Im going to post this later on my instragram, I thought to myself. I hurriedly put my S4 back in my handbag and started walking along with my luggage. I was looking at the road, searching for a taxicab.

"There it is! " I blurted out while beaming at the yellow taxi. I wave my hand vigorously, trying to catch the attention of the driver, (to my luck) suddenly it's stop infront of me then the  window rolled down.  

"Hello, Bob at your service!" a big black guy was smiling at me. I looked at his white teeth, I felt a pang of jealousy. Why do all of the black people have a set of perfect white teeth and why do they have to be so bootylicious, well.. even guys too, dont they?!. I give him my sweetest smile.

"Where do you want me to take you young lady?" he asked abruptly, snapping me out of my thoughts.  

"Well, Hello to you too!" I smile politely at him "Bob can you please take me to this place?!" handing him a piece of paper. "There's the address, do you know where it is?" I look at him. He nodded.

"Ok, get in Ms.! I'll take you there in an hour." he answered. "Just leave it" he was pointing at my luggage "I'll carry that for you!" he got out from the driver seat. 

"Oh, good! thanks Mr. Bob!" I let out a big smile then I slowly glide inside the taxicab. "Thats very kind of you." I added, he chuckled at my comment.

"Its nothing, part of the job actually." I heard him say before he carry my luggage at put it in the compartment. I laughed softly, in seconds he was back at the front seat and start driving the taxicab.

"Visiting someone?" Bob asked after awhile.

"No, not exactly. Im here for work" I answered, he just shook his head.

"By the way im Dianna" I introduce myself. He nodded and smile.

"Where you from?" he glanced at me in the mirror and look back at the road again.

"Im from the Philippines.." I said.

"Oh, Philippines" he said in an amused voice "I thought maybe, you're a  japanese" he chuckled. I laughed at what he said, hmmm.. do I really look like a japanese? maybe, its because of my eyes.

"Are you a Japino?" After a while he asked.

"No, no. Im a pure Filipina." I answered with wide eyes.

"Oh, okay." Then he added. "Dianna do you want me to play some music?" he asked, looking at me in the mirror, I nodded at him. He put a cd on the player and the music filled the car.

Oh, this thing called love,
i just cant handle it,
oh this thing called love
i must get round to it,
i aint ready..
Crazy little thing called love.."

This thing (this thing)
Called love (called love)
It cries (like a baby)
In a cradle all night
It swings (woo woo)
It jives (woo woo)
It shakes all over like a jelly fish
I kinda like it..
Crazy little thing called love

I grinned as soon as i recognise the song. "Its Crazy little thing called love by Michael Buble" Not bad! atleast, its one of my fave, I said to myself.

"Mr. Bob can you please raise the volume, I mean.. uhm.. just a little.. louder?" I asked.

"No problem!" he answer abruptly.

I looked outside the window and see lots of cars, tall buildings and huge stores. Different people was walking here, running there, maybe, they were late for work or meeting. Others are talking over the phone, while some is just sitting and eating at the restaurant. Busy people were almost everywhere in this city. The car keep on moving forward. Soon the city was replaced by a beautiful town, We were now entering "Summersville"

There goes my baby,
She knows how to rock 'n' roll..
She drives me crazy,
She gives me hot and cold fever,
Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat..

I gotta be cool, relax, get hip,
And get on my track's..
Take a back seat, hitch-hike,
And take a long long ride on my motorbike..
Until I'm ready,
Crazy little thing called love..

I see lot of different trees, there's a white beach, few cars, few stores and many houses.

Wait!

Ok, its not just an ordinary houses but, they are all huge and beautiful.

When I say beautiful, I really mean it! They have this beautiful lawn, with beautiful gardens and beautiful flowers and of course those beautiful white people are walking in every corner. I gulped. I shifted my mind in the music. Seven more songs has been played and heres the other one. All was from Michael Buble. Wow!  This man must be really a fan of this singer. I thought to myself. Well, I cant blame him, I also like Michael Buble's song and im an avid fan too, actually I have twenty three songs of him in my playlist. I often listen to them when im going to bed.

"Where here!" Bob's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, I hurriedly grab my bag and looked for my wallet.

"How much Mr. Bob?" looking at him and then at the meter.  

"8.65" he said.  

"Here." taking it from my wallet and giving him the money "keep the change!" I told him.

"Thanks!" he grinned at me then he gets out of the drivers seat. I slowly get out of the taxicab, my eyes roamed one last time inside the car, making sure I didnt left any of my valuable items at the passenger's seat, before closing the door. While waiting for my luggage at the corner, I nervously gawk at the house infront of me. "omg! As in O.M.G. this hous- "

"Ms. Dianna here's your luggage." Bob cut me out of my thoughts.

"Thankyou Mr.Bob!" I smiled at him.  

"Well, then Goodluck Ms. Dianna, Hope to see you around!" as he walk to his taxi. "Take care!" he say before opening the door.

"Thank you Mr. Bob! Goodbye!" I waved at him. I saw him waved back as the taxicab go slowly. I grabbed my bags and walk towards the house.

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