moi c'est - camélia jordana
it's 7:39am. your sitting at the mirror adding finishing touches to your makeup. the last tiny thin strokes of mascara, a light pink blush to your cheeks and a tiny layer of chapstick. the balcony doors are wide open with a small breeze blowing through causing the curtains to sway from side to side. the bright morning sunshine peeking through. your best friend is asleep in the king sized bed across the room. you look over and watch her peacefully lay there with her eyes closed and gentle breaths going in and out her nose. you smile to yourself as you carry on doing your makeup. she eventually slowly opens her eyes and sits up in the silk white sheets. you make eye contact and give eachother a small smile. "morning." she whips the covers off her and comes tip toeing over in her pj's and the blanket wrapped around her. she hugs you from behind as you giggle and hand her the hairbrush. she starts brushing through your hair as you flinch every now and then from there being a knot, but you both laugh it off. she compliments how beautiful you look while doing your makeup as you carry on chatting about the day and where you will adventure today. after finishing your makeup and hair you throw on a cute yellow sundress with flowers as does your best friend. you take some cute mirror pictures before grabbing your sunglasses from the bedside table and walking out of your hotel room. "don't forget the keys you dummy." you say to your best friend as she nearly locks you guys out. as you both skip down the steps of the hotel downstairs to breakfast you check social media and send a quick text to your family back home. you both walk into the breakfast room and look at the surroundings of a huge buffet full of all your favourite breakfast foods. you grab the plates as you flinch from how hot they are. your best friend is at the drink station grabbing you both orange juice before sitting down. as you walk off to the table you come in contact with a wall, or actually a boy. "oh sorry." a manly but soft voice says, you look up to come in eye contact with a tall, tanned boy with the most brightest blue eyes you've seen, and with the cutest brown curls. "oh it's okay, i should have been looking where i was going." he gives you a small smirk and walks off to his table full of friends.
