Lost in a Maze

Finally.. It's time to live My Life now. A life with no restrictions. A life with freedom. A life where I can find my soul mate..

Few hours back:

"aw baby we are going to miss you so much!" my mom stated with tearful eyes. "you'll always be our little baby girl, Cassie" my dad, hugged me with his teary eyes, still babying me even though I'm 20 now. "I'm gonna miss you both too!" I pretended to say that sadly, but actually I was happy. I'm moving to Paris for a year to IFM University of Fashion and Design!

IFM has always been my dream. I always wanted to show my designs to people, but was afraid that they will make fun of it. But I never lose hope and continued to making and improving my fashion design. It was and it is, my heart full wish to see my clothes on Runways like Milan Fashion Week, Dior Fall Show etc. And I'm close to achieving it! Yay!!

But one things kind of triggers me. As being the only child in my family, my parents baby me a lot. They make decisions for me, are strict, control my fashion sense, doesn't let me go outside after 10 pm. I understand that they want me to be safe and are doing it out of true love.. But sometimes I just wanna feel free. I wanna feel the world. I wanted to do things every teenager does. But I can't.

My teenage years were the worst. Getting bullied continuously. No one wanting to go to prom with me. Not having friends. But still I never told anyone. It wasn't as if I had any friends at that time too. Because of my parents pressure, I lost myself. I made them proud. Became a topper. Obeyed them. Never argued with them. I was the perfect daughter they could have asked for. They just didn't realize that by doing this I was losing myself.

I tried to compose myself. I became dull from the inside. The only thing that kept me ignited was my passion for Fashion and Design.

It was hard pursuing my parents to let me go though. Miraculously, they did as I say for the first time!

Present:

I smiled thinking about it, and saw how far I came. I took a tiny mirror out of my pocket and stared at myself. My scarlet cheeks, rosy lips, blonde hair, sparkling arctic blue eyes and button nose, was glowing differently today. I beam radiantly lost in myself. Thanks to the air hostess for making me come to life again.

" Ma'am, what would you like to drink?" she asked me while having a sweet smile. I'm sure she would have been thinking how to kill me, if I didn't respond her for the 5th time. " Mango juice would be good!" I cheered and she gave me a slight nod, while pouring it in a plastic cup. I took a peak from my window staring at the clouds."beautiful" it came out of my mouth naturally.

After my long journey from San Francisco to Paris, which was 10 hours long, I approached to

Aeropot De Paris, Charles De Gaulle. International Airport of Paris.

Oh. My. God." these words came seamlessly from my mouth. Omg! Omggg!! I can't believe I'm all alone!! Woahh Paris!! I was grinning ear to ear. Being so lost in my thoughts, I was roaming around the airport unable to find the exit door. Thankfully I got my luggage in time too.

Okay wow- I'm lost. THERE ARE SO MANY FREAKING PEOPLE. I was so lost in everything that I bumped into a stranger. "Regarde ou tu vas, idiot!" ( translation: look where you're going idiot!)

I- okay that sound rude-. Did a stranger literally called me idiot- Lord! Help me out of this chaos!

After about twenty minutes, I finally managed to get outside the damn airport.

Obstacle Number 1. Find exit door [checked]

Obstacle Number 2. Find a cab.

"Hello!! Please can you give me a ride to this location sir!! " this was my thousandth time asking for a cab. But everyone was mostly booked. Got damn! I just wanna cry right now! San Francisco and Paris are so freaking different. A tear of frustration trailed on my cheeks. The hot summer heat was gonna kill me. I was already so sweaty now.

Just then I caught a taxi, dropping off a family, I guess. Okay. This is my only chance. I grabbed my luggage and some extra bags and rushed like a damn possessed person. I bet everyone would be staring hysterically towards me, but I dont care about that. I was just close to it, when my shoes stumbled on the floor, and I fall on my face! OUCH! I looked upwards and someone was sitting in that taxi. GOD DAMN IT. I just left a frustration tear, looking so weird on the ground in the middle of a crowd, which felt as if I'm in between the enchanting shoals of fish.

I scratched my elbow and was at the verge of crying, when a veiny, slender like hnd reached out for me. I stared up and holy God... Did I just saw a Greek God!? Damn.. His chiseled jawline, symmetrical lips, emerald eyes and blonde hair. "You need help Ms?" he asked in his husky, deep voice, snapping me out of my thoughts. Without a second thought I grabbed his hand. His touch was soft and smooth, with a gist of roughness. He helped me picking up my scattered things on the ground and I was hella embarrassed.

" T-Thank you Sir!" I managed to say that in a straight tone, but being chirpy as usual. " First time in Paris huh?" he questioned me. " oh! Yes! And it's so god damn tiring! First I got lost at the airport and now I can't find a cab! " I let out all of my frustration at once. He chuckled at me and asked "where are you heading to? "

"IFM!" I exclaimed earning a shocking expression from him. " no way, same! My driver is gonna be here any second. I'll drop you off too"

My heart flustered at his utmost kindness. I stuttered saying thank you to him, earning again a chuckle from him. GOSH he's so cutee.

I wonder what more surprises are awaiting for me in Paris.

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