ch.3 - a new home

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Wave's POV:

As I sit here in this cramped plane seat, I can feel the anticipation building up inside me. Paris, the city of love, fashion, and culture, is finally within my reach. I can't believe that in just a few short hours, I'll be wandering the streets of this magical city.

I glance over at my brother August who is sitting in between me and Tyler, my second oldest brother. He's in his own world, listening to music on his phone. I envy him for being able to tune everything out and just relax. But my mind is completely occupied with thoughts and worries.

I plug in my earbuds and choose a song to help me relax. The melody fills my ears and helps to ease my nerves. I close my eyes and try to focus on the music, but I can't help but sneak a peek out the window.

The clouds are slowly forming into different shapes, some reminding me of home and others just abstract figures. The blue sky is shining bright, giving me a sense of calmness and excitement all at once.

But as excited as I am for this trip, there's a part of me that's nervous and even a bit homesick. Leaving my birthplace of Beverly Hills is a big step for me. I've only ever known that city and the thought of leaving it behind for a while is daunting.

I can't help but overthink the negative possibilities that may arise during my time in Paris. Will I get homesick?Will I be able to adjust to the French way of life? But I know that I have my brothers by my side and that thought gives me some reassurance.

I take a deep breath and try to push all my worries aside. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity and I can't let my fears hold me back. I open my eyes again and my expression is a mix of calmness, excitement, and nervousness.

I know that this new change will be life-changing and I can't wait to experience everything that Paris has to offer. But for now, I'll just enjoy the view from the window and patiently wait for our arrival.

As the pilot announced that we would be landing in Paris in about an hour, my heart began to race with excitement. I glanced out of the window, my eyes widening at the beautiful scenery from a distance.

The rolling green hills and vibrant-colored cities were like something out of a fairy tale. But as we got closer, my eyes were drawn to one particular structure, standing tall and proud in the midst of the city – the Eiffel Tower.

I couldn't believe I was actually going to see the Eiffel Tower up close and personal. It had always been a dream of mine, and now it was becoming a reality. I couldn't stop the giddy feeling that bubbled up inside me.

But with the excitement, came a wave of nervousness. This was my first time, and I couldn't help but feel a little anxious. What if I got lost? What if I couldn't navigate the language barrier?

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, trying to calm my nerves. When I opened them, I saw the Eiffel Tower still standing there, as if welcoming me to the city with open arms. A small smile tugged at my lips as I fluttered my eyelashes a couple of times, hoping that this wasn't just a dream or a figment of my imagination.

No, this was real. I was really here, in Paris, about to land and start my adventure. And I couldn't wait. As the plane descended and the city grew closer, I couldn't help but feel grateful for this opportunity. I was ready to explore every inch of this beautiful city and make memories that would last a lifetime.

As we drive through the busy streets, I can't help but be mesmerized by the sights and sounds of this beautiful city. The streets are filled with a huge crowd of Parisians, all going about their daily lives.

I see people walking through the streets, sipping coffee at the cafes, and browsing the shops of every luxury brand imaginable. The city is bustling with life, and I can't wait to explore every inch of it.

As we make our way to our accommodation, my eyes are glued to the window, taking in the stunning architecture and the natural beauty of the city. The trees lining the streets, the flowers blooming in the parks, it all feels like a dream.

Finally, we arrive at our destination, a reserved and residential manor home. My father's bosses had assured us that we would be staying in this beautiful house during our time in Paris, and as we pull up, I can't help but feel a rush of excitement.

As we step out of the car, my siblings and I glance up at the stunning house in front of us with amazement. The grandeur and elegance of the house take my breath away, and I can't wait to explore every corner of it.

As we walk inside, my eyes widen at the sight of the spacious and luxurious interior. The house is a perfect blend of glory and comfort, and I can feel myself falling in love with it already.

As I walked into my chosen room, one of the master bedrooms in this beautiful house, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement and confidence. The room was huge, with so much space and potential for me to turn it into my own personal sanctuary.

I've always been a big fan of organizing and designing my living space, and this room was the perfect canvas for me to work with. As I glanced around, I could already picture where I would put my bed, my desk, and my little reading nook by the window.

With a smile on my face, I placed down my luggage and made my way over to the big porch outside my room. The view was breathtaking. The blue sky of the afternoon was more visible here, with the Eiffel Tower standing tall and shining in the distance.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, letting the tranquil vibes of this place wash over me. This was the perfect place for me to start my new adventure, away from the busy city life and surrounded by nature.

I couldn't wait to start organizing and decorating my room, making it reflect my personality and style. This was my chance to make this room truly mine, to turn it into a cozy and inviting space where I could relax and be myself.

As I took it all in, I felt a soft purring against my leg. I looked down to see my beloved Bombay cat, Paris again, looking up at me with contentment in his eyes. I couldn't help but giggle at his adorable antics. He was my constant companion and I was grateful to have him by my side in this new adventure.

Feeling more confident and empowered than ever, I opened my eyes and smiled. This was only the beginning, and I was ready to make this room my own.

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