Roxas' POV
Ok, I have to admit that walking down a random road, in a totally random city that you just so happen to set foot for the first time in your life is really not very smart. Let's see… I got out of the airport, followed the main avenue until I reached the first gas station, turned to the left and… I got fucking lost again. That's it I quit! …Or maybe not…
"Taxi! Taxi!" I shouted and flailed my arms, so that the taxi driver would notice me. He stopped in front of me, got out, and opened the trunk to get my luggage in. I got in after we got the suitcases in and told him to go to the bus station.
When we arrived at the bus station, going looking for my bus. After finding it, I put my luggage in the back and set off to get some coffee seeing as my bus won't leave for another hour and a half.
I don't know what you think, but I'll only say one thing: coffee here smells like dead rats drowned in stinky broccoli soup. I checked out my watch. OH SHIT! My eyes flew open because I only had three minutes to get back to the bus. I ran. Luckily, the bus was still there. I breathed, or rather panted, a sigh of relief.
I boarded the bus and waited. Hearing the rumble of the engine, I sighed deeply.
So this is it. A whole new life, in a whole new country, with a bunch of whole new people, and a whole new language. Yeap, you heard right, new country and new language. I am, at the moment, on my way to Patras, which means I just so happen to be in Greece, which leads me to learning the whole new language, Greek.
I had become so absorbed with looking out of the bus window that I somehow missed falling asleep. I was awoken by someone poking me in the ribs. I lazily opened my eyes and came face to face with two huge, cerulean blue orbs.
"Κύριε?..." he said and stopped poking me. Ok! Wait… So I guess he was speaking in Greek. The only problem is I don't speak Greek, nor can I translate it.
"Excuse me?..." I asked and took a better look at the owner of the clear blue eyes in front of me. He had brown hair spiking all over the place and I think he is a boy. What? I can't see his whole body and if he indeed is a boy, I have to say that he is really feminine looking.
"Sorry for waking you up, sir, but we've arrived in Patras and I kinda have to get off now..." What is the weird boy talking about? Why would I need to get off for him to do so… too. I looked at him again and I noticed that I was on the outer side of the seats so I was blocking his way. I looked back at him and saw him smiling kindly at me.
"Sure, yeah sure. No problem." I mumbled. I stood and walked out of the bus. I checked my watch. It was midnight. No wonder I felt so stiff, I had been asleep in an uncomfortable bus seat for three and a half hours.
So, here we are, Patras. I still wonder why the hell I chose this city but I guess… I don't know… maybe I thought I could find something different here.
You see, back in England, everyone was teasing me about everything. From my clothing style, to my hair, to the fact that I was smart, to the fact that I was short. And by the way I am not short.
But I still know that no matter what, I couldn't stay in England. Too many bad memories, and no one to share them with. I would have lost my sanity. So, as soon as I was able, I left and I somehow ended up here.
But I digress. I must staring off into nothing for a while because people were giving me weird looks. Anyway, going to get my luggage and grab a taxi. Good thing English is a international language or else I won't be able to get through to the taxi driver.
We drove to the hotel I'd be staying for a few days, and I paid him and went in to book a room. At the reception desk sat the receptionist… Duh! Roxas, pull it together! I yawned. What? I'm tired! Don't YOU ever get tired?
Behind the desk was a woman with red hair and green eyes. She was wearing the blue uniform of the hotel. I walked up to her and put my luggage down, or at least, what I was holding. The rest was by the door.
"Καλησπέρα κύριε! Πως μπορώ να σας βοηθήσω?" she said. Well I really don't know how I'll get used to this. I smiled a little at her and looked at her name tag. It wrote 'Katherine'.
"Good afternoon, Miss Katherine. I would like to get a room for three days." I said and hoped she hasn't asked me something I was supposed to answer.
Happy people seem to get that I don't speak Greek. "Right away, sir. What room would you like?"
"A small one please. I just need the bathroom to have a bathtub." I said. I am dead tired. Do you honestly think I'll make an effort with the shower? No, of course not. After all, a good bath in a scented bathtub helps you relax. I waited for a while as she fumbled with something on her computer.
"You're ready sir. Room 307. Here's the key. Would you like me to get someone to help you with your suitcases?" she asked while she was passing me the key to my room. She was smiling at me.
"Yes, please," I replied and looked around. The room was big. Looks like I just booked a room in a luxurious walls were ochre yellow and they had red carpets on the floor, a long one going up the stairs and splitting where the stairs divided in opposite directions. On the walls, there were portraits and candles were hanging from the high ceiling.
A maid approached me in the classic fluffy maid dress. "This way please," She said politely after talking to the receptionist and grabbing all of my bags. She led me up the stairs and on the first floor where I was led to a room at the end of the long corridor. She opened the door and led me in.
The room had a king sized bed and a bar with a variety of alcoholic drinks. There were also two doors in the walls. I could tell that one was obviously the bathroom. The other… I had no clue, but it looked like a walk-in closet.
"Have a nice stay, sir, and if you need anything just call number 9 to talk to the receptionist." The maid bowed deeply and left the room with a smile.
Only three days before I have to go to the high school for the "special" kids. You know, the naturally gifted ones? Yeah. So I guess the only thing I could do is make the best of my time in freedom. I yawned rather loudly and headed to the bath until I realized I ought to call the receptionist to get someone to bring me some scented soaps for my bath.
After they were brought to the room, I slipped out of my clothes when I dimmed the bath ok and lowered myself into the water. The water is so relaxing…
After an hour or so, I got out, wrapped a towel around my waist and toweled my hair while I walked into the bedroom. I slipped on a pair of clean boxers and my comfy t-shirt and went to bed. When I said I'd make the best out of my time and freedom, I meant what any teenager means: sleep. Seriously, I haven't slept in more than three days in a row and I was lacking of sleep. I had even started considering I would die from sleep deprivation but I guess I was saved by the three hour sleep I took in the bus here.
You see, I'm an insomniac so no matter how drowsy I am I can't sleep more than three or four hours a time. Well that only means I'll have to force myself to sleep the whole three days or maybe go visit the restaurant, I heard they have great pizza. I checked my watch and saw that it was ten minutes to two and went about to sleep.
When I woke up I looked out of the window, it was still dark. I checked out my watch. Six o'clock in the morning. Perfect! I called the receptionist and asked for the day. She said that today was Wednesday, which means I only slept for about four hours. Ok, so now what? I decided to finish that god-damn letter that I'm supposed to write back to the States when I arrive in Greece.
The three days passed by with about three hours of sleep per night. Today, I have to go to that high school for gifted kids. I checked my watch and it wrote six o'clock in the morning. I got out of bed and walked to my suitcase. I opened it and got out my checkered bracelet, my baggy black, low-riding pants, a white t-shirt, and a black vest.
I got dressed and started looking for my stuff, which I successfully packed before going to the bathroom to fix my hair. I tried flattening it just a little, but no such luck so I just gave up and went back to the bedroom after washing my teeth. I picked up my luggage and went to the receptionist, said my goodbyes, and left.
I got out of the hotel and started heading to the post office. From there I should be able to find the address of the school and leave my stuff there for them to send them to the dorms of the school so as not to carry them around.
I got there easily because it was only two blocks away from the. I gave them my luggage, got the address, and headed. Checking my watch, I realized that it was half past six, so I started heading in the school's general direction.
I've been walking for an hour and a half. So I guess that makes me officially lost. Again.
Dammit. This is not going as well as I had hoped.
A/N:Sofi: So people this is my first story and I have to say I have big plans for it as long as I see that people like it. Constructive critisism is more than welcomed.
EDIT: We got a Beta! Thanks to the amazing Flying Pencil for Beta reading this chapter.
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