My Sweet Superchef

Chapter 2

I woke up the next morning feeling enchanted. It felt like I was in a dream that I don't want to be awakened from. I tried to remember the dream... then, it all came back to me.

I met a guy. A tall white handsome guy. Beautiful eyes. Eyes that secretly melt my crazy heart when they stare back at me. I could even remember his accent. It has a strong v and j sound. Funny but cute. Yeah, he's French. Too bad it was just a dream. I lay back in bed, closing my eyes, trying to remember the rest of my dream.

Suddenly, I heard my phone's message tone. I reached for it from the top of the headboard of my bed. I looked at it and my eyes lit up. It was him... Oh shoot, it was real! It wasn't a dream! He's real. I was delighted that it wasn't a dream.

I opened the message and it read, "Hey sleepyhead, rise and shine!"

Me: Hey handsome, good morning!

Him: Morning you.. sweety, how are you today?

Me: I'm good, thank you.. how about you? Amazing like Spiderman?

Him: Oh no, I'm not Spiderman. I'm Superman! Is it okay with you?

Me: Hahaha yeah sure! Superman is cute. I'm super okay with it

Him: What do you have for breakfast?

Me: Hmm... none yet... but what would superman chef cook for me?

Him: Anything you want my Lois Lane. Just tell me what you want

Me: I'm sure you make tasty baguette? Hahaha

Him: That's a secret baby... come and see

Me: Yeah? You will cook for me?

Him: As long as you have something for me to eat too

Me: What does Superman eat? Super food?

Him: For you to find out.. but don't worry I eat rice too.

Me: Good, you're not hard to feed

Him: You make me hungry early in the morning. Let's have breakfast

Me: What will you give me for breakfast?

Him: Baguette? Lol

Me: Love it! Hahaha

Him: I'm sure you will. Where can I find you?

Me: Oh you flying here? Why not there?

Him: Because this is a dormitory. Remember I'm a backpacker. I'm not fussy about getting a nice private room

Me: Okay then.. bring some nice breakfast

Him: Oh sure I will, baby

So, I gave him the directions where he should go. He said he'll just take a shower and head straight to have breakfast with Lois Lane. Lol.

Between the waiting and anticipating of what he's gonna bring for breakfast, I was watching TV and also expecting a text from him to update me of his whereabouts. There was none. So, I became skeptical. A lot of things were running in my mind, like, "Oh okay, I get it... he's just one of those flirty boys, trying to make a girl feel good but will never really show up" and "Yeah, he's just another paasa guy, so stop being so hopeful, you stupid girl," I scolded myself. Then of course another crazy thought came to mind, "Oh maybe the conversation was just a joke and I fell for it and believed him that he's coming over but fact is, he's not. Come on, girl.. he's not gonna see you. Take a shower. Get out and explore the city. Be a tourist like you are."

I think the last thought was more convincing. So, I decided to follow that voice. I took a shower and convinced myself I'm doing the right thing. I told myself I'll just get the tour that the hotel is offering. Easier that way. Whole day tour. Sounds fun. Not gonna wait for a ghost superman.