Chapter 1: The Beginning
I closed my eyes as the aeroplane began to land, trying not to clutch the armrest of my seat too tightly. I hated aeroplanes, I always had -the same way I hated rollercoaster and theme park rides. It was a terrible fear that I'd had ever since I could remember, while all the other kids were running around the amusement parks going on ride after ride I was stuck with the adults eating fairy floss and corn on a cob- We'd had quite a bit of turbulence throughout the flight which didn't help either; I tried to relax myself and continued to write into the diary that was sitting neatly in my lap.
"It's okay Eva, just breathe, its fine, you've almost landed." I thought to myself reassuringly.
"And welcome ladies and gentleman to London, local time 6:18AM. The temperature is currently 14 degrees, hopefully warming up to a nice 22 later in the morning. We hope you've had a pleasant flight." A husky male voice announced over the P.A. system.
I looked to my left and out the window; here I was- in London! It had taken a few years of saving up and of course I worked hard at school to maintain good grades, but it was all worth it. I had finally graduated high school and was spending my deferral year in London!
An entire year in London before I had to go back home to Australia and begin University, I couldn't wait for the adventures to begin! I don't know why I chose London to be honest, but I guess it was a great place. I'd never been before so I couldn't wait to experience all the new things it had to offer, and spending time with Aunt Sophie would be fun too, I hadn't seen her since my 10th birthday seven years ago. From what I remembered we got along really well though, she was always so carefree and exciting to be around. I wonder how she'd been after all these years, I remembered the old perfume she used to wear, it had a faint floral smell with hints of peppermint.
I put down my pen and journal I'd been scribbling in for majority of my flight and threw both into my brown leather bag. I turned back to face the aisle on my right and was about to get my belongings from the overhead locker when I realised the man next to me was still asleep. I unbuckled my seat belt and slowly stood up; trying to make sure I wouldn't wake him. Quietly I attempted to tiptoe across him when the diary from my handbag began to fall out!
Before I knew it though a hand appeared underneath and caught it just before it landed on the man's face. I smiled and gave a sigh of relief, my head rising to thank my saviour.