It was her | h.s

6

1 week later

It took me all my courage to fight back the tears right now. I had a suitcase in my shaky hand as I was standing at my front door hugging my mum as tightly as I could with my other hand.

I felt her crying into my shoulder which broke me. Apart from the nights where she thought I couldn't hear her crying while reading my dads note, I've never seen her cry like this. I didn't really know what to interpret from this cry. It didn't feel like a goodbye at all. Just a "see you later" type hug. Either way it still felt sad.

I had nothing to worry about with my mum. She'd be fine.

That's what I carried on telling myself over and over again but it wasn't working. I cried so much. I felt my eyes fill with tears as one dropped onto my mums shoulder.

I'd never been on a plane without my mum before, I mean, I'm only 19 for gods sake. I'm still basically a child. Well In most peoples eyes anyway. I like to think of myself as an adult and mature, but it this moment I felt weak and vulnerable, I was going on a 7 hour flight to one of the biggest cities in the world. Alone.

My mum was the one to break the hug. She cupped my face with her warm hands and with her thumbs, she wiped the tears from under my eyes

"I love you and I'm so proud of you baby, okay? You're going off into the big wide world. Experience and travel like you've never got to do before! Enjoy it and have an amazing time. Please call me when you get there and just give me a rough idea of what it's like. Take your dads note with you. Please. Just take him with you, It will make me feel better. Plus that's the only thing you have left of your father."

I couldn't refuse. It would break her heart.

I nodded and gave her one last big hug.

"I love you mum."

I heard my taxi driver pull up outside and we simultaneously let go of a breath we were both holding. I walked towards the taxi door and gave her one last wave goodbye.

This is it

My future begins now.

2 hours later

I'm sitting down outside my gate for my flight. I didn't realise I was tapping my feet until someone nudged me and asked if I was okay.

I probably looked insane. I was just really nervous. And again, I started to bite my nails. I also kept checking my phone because Carla said I'd get a message to see who my first client I'd be designing clothes for is. At this point, I didn't mind, I was just happy to be sharing my form of art in clothes with others. I checked the time on my phone

11:58am

Time was moving so slow. I was boarding at 12 noon. It was feeling like the longest 2 minutes of my life. It was just so hard to comprehend that as soon as I get on that plane. My life would change forever, for the better, not that it wasn't already good. But this was my future and I made this happen. I was so beyond excited but felt constant nerves. I kept thinking about my clothes being used in concerts on the artist or people walking the runway. It made me so happy. My work was going to be shared with the world as soon as I step foot on that plane. I checked my phone again

11:59am

I deep sighed and just sat there tapping my feet and biting my nails. Again.

"Gate 12 open for boarding"

I've never sprung out of a chair so fast. I made sure I had everything before boarding and ran to the lady who I show my passport to. I'm not sure why I was running. Mixture of nerves and excitement I think. I showed her my passport, she gave me the 'all clear' type of nod and I walked onto my plane. Finding my seat was a nightmare because of the amount of people on here. But I made it.

I got out my sketchbook to design more clothes for my clients.

This was it

I made it.

//okay so no one has any clue how excited I am to write the chapters coming up. If you're still reading up to this thank you so much! I understand that the beginning was quite slow but it wouldn't of been as good if I had just thrown you all into the main bits because it wouldn't make sense. I hope your enjoying it as much as I'm loving writing it! x