Your POV
The car stops and we both get out. We were walked into a building and went up in and elevator. The elevator... I tried to go on the stairs but I was pushed in. I'm claustrophobic, I started heavily breathing. It was taking so long to get to our floor. Right when the doors, I ran out. I didn't care if we were on our floor or not. They followed me out, so I guess it was our floor. Once I'm ready I start following them to the site. I walk in and I'm immediately rushed to a dressing room. This shoot was supposed to represent a story while also showing off the clothes. The point was that me and Adrian would take pictures separately in sad and lonely places and looks then we meet each other and we start going out and looking livelier. I got dressed and so did Adrian. Due to the fact we were supposed to be sad and lonely, we wore bland clothes and were placed and posed in places were people are distanced from each other. We took 5 shots serperately and then we had one were they mashed pictures together of us in bland clothes looking at each other then we start wearing bright colors and some matching outfits. We finish the shoot and we leave. Adrian didnt look like he was having fun and personally I wasn't either even though during shoots I always am. I'm not forced to do shoots so I don't hate them but Adrian might be different. I understand him but I don't know if he understands me. They all get on the elevator and again I was pushed in. Right when the doors opened I ran out. The doors closed right behind me. I got off and started calling down after that I found the stairs and walked down. They didn't wait for me. I wasn't really worried it gives me a chance to get used to the neighborhood. I walked around and found a park. I found a bench and just sat there. I took in everything around me. It was calming. So far this is my favorite place in Paris. I get up after a while and continue walking. I find a small bakery and walk in. It was nice and cozy inside and I saw two adults. I walk right up to the counter. "Hello there, you w ant something? " The lady said to me. "Hello, what do you recommend? I don't know what you have" I asked. She smiled and walked to go grab something. "Macaroons" She said. She presented me with a small plate. "Are you allergic to anything" She asked. "No" I said. She smiled and went over all the flavors. Since I was new and didn't know the flavors I bought one of each and she gave me a small discount. I payed her and walked back to the park. I felt at home for once in a long time. And before I even knew there were tears rolling down my face. Mom would've loved this place. She probably would've brought me here instead of me finding it. I just sat and watched everything pas me by, feeling the wind push my hair. I made sure my dad didn't give me bodyguards and he didn't. I hear children laughing and enjoying themselves. They didn't know about everything and anything that they could face in their future. I envy them being their age is nice, having no worries and your parents helping you and guiding you. But one day they stop without telling you and you face everything alone from then on.
(This is going to talk about self-loathing, death, and bulling incase that triggers someone or you just don't want to read that. Basically a rant or vent)
They don't tell you that you're nothing compared to some people. They don't tell you that anyone can be gone at any time. They don't tell you to hold on to every second like it's your last. They don't tell you how much words can hurt. And how little objects can. They don't tell you that injuries are sometimes better to get then memories. They don't tell you what's out there. They don't tell you what can hit you in the face. They don't tell you that being different is not always seen the good way. They don't tell you that people can also laugh at you. They didn't tell me trust can be easily forgotten. They didn't tell me not everyone likes me. They didn't tell me I can't please everyone. They didn't tell me what people are capable of. They didn't tell me some lives aren't worth living . And they didn't tell me mine might not be worth it. They didn't tell me I have to fight through all my days. ey didn't tell me that not all day could be good ones. They didn't tell me they can't always be there. They didn't tell me it turns into a solo race that I can't win alone. They didn't tell me everyone leaves at some point. They didn't tell me that some problems can't be fixed.
(The vent or part is over now. Back to your regular schedule)
I stop thinking and crying. The sun starts to set and I decide to go home. I get my phone out and look up my new address. I start walking towards the directions it was telling me. It ended up only being 5 minutes away. I'm so happy the parks in walking distance. I run up to my door and I see Meg. She's the head maid and she was running all over the place. Right when she saw me she hugged me. "You had us all so worried" She said. "I'm sorry, I was adventuring" I said as if it was the simplest thing ever. "Well update me next time if you do" She said letting me go and walking away from me. "Yeah yeah I know, I'm sorry" I said. "Ok, go eat then do your homework" She said walking for me to come to the dinning room. Oh right I have school tomorrow.
