Making your way off of the plane; you enter a whole new world filled with new people and new voices. Everything was no where near, what you had thought about this country. It was more than what you could have imagined. The look and feel of this place was so invigorating; that you could not help but to smile. You were now, more than excited that you had took this opportunity to study here for the time being.
"So Alyssa, do you know when it is that your father will arrive to pick you up?"
"No. All I know is that he was supposed to be here when I came." her voice was a bit at ease, but yet worried.
'I wonder where her father might be?'
Your thoughts were soon interupted by the sound of a man calling.
"Hey kid, there you are. I've been waiting for like an hour for you to get here!"
You turn your head to the voice of the person whom had said this; trying to take a good look at his figure. He had shoulder length, black hair and grey eyes. By glancing at his figure, you could tell that he was one to keep in shape. But there was one thing that had caught you off guard. He looked as if he were in his early twenties. That could not be the case though. Maybe he was just a younger blooking/b man, who was in his mid-thirties.
"Ian!"
'Ian? So that's his name. Very fitting. . .in a way.'
"So I take it that your her father?" You give him a questionable look while waiting for an answer.
"No way! I'm her brother. So tell me, who are you and how do you know my sister?" He says; curiousity shining in his eyes.
"Oh. . .well I was told that her father was to pick her up as soon as she arrived here; but here, I see you."
"Yes well, that actually did happen, but since it took the plane a good extra bfive hours/b arrive; he was called away for a meeting during that time. So he sent me to come instead; so here I am."
"Wait, did you just say Five Hours!"
"Yes, your flight was late in arriving here; is there a problem." There was a hint of amusement playing in his eyes as he spoke. "Is there a problem."
You sign while looking at him. It was quite obvious that he liked the way your face appeared to be: nervousness, excited, and defeated. "No. . .there's no problem. I am just a bit shocked, is all."
"Hmm. . .alright; believe you."
He stands there, staring at you, trying to figure out whether or not to believe you. It was not until he had heard someone announce the arrival of the next plane, that he stopped trying to figure you out.
"Well I guess that I should be off. I really need to find a hotel to settle in before I take in every bit of this city." With that said, you began to walk off into the distance, towards the exit. But before you had the chance to even take one step out into the world; there was a hand placed on your shoulder.
Turning around, you come face to face with Ian once more. "You wouldn't happen to need a ride, would you not?"
"Umm. . .actually, that might be nice, but I think that I would like to experience this city by myself; no offense. It was a kind gesture, and I thank you for that. But I would have to decline." You say with a smile.
"Well it was worth a shot." He shrugs while grinning a bit.
"Yes, I guess that it was." You say while continuing to walk out of the airport.
"Hey wait, you didn't even give me your name!" His voice echoed throughout the entire place as he tried to get a plausable answer out of you.
Without even turning around to face him; you create a gesture with your right hand as you told him your answer. "It's Joey."
Finally, you had made your way out of the airport and into this new city. It felt so invigorating. The air was quite different than what you were used to. Instead of catching a gentle breeze full of the scent of salt water; you smelled a mixture of exaust and different types of flowers. You glanced around your new surroundings; taking in everything that you could. You may very well be staying here for a year, but that did not mean that you were going to let every opportunity pass you by. After all, this is how you got here.
Taking out the map of the city that was given to you by your counselor; you try your best to locate the hotel that he had suggested that you stay in. You could have stayed at one of the apartments that were located near the school, but you had decided that living in a hotel for the time being would be better for you. After a good ten minutes, you had finally located the street in which the hotel was on. At first you had thought that you might need a cab there, but by looking at the street address; it appeared that the hotel was within walking distance.
Within a few minutes, you arrive at the hotel building. It appeared to be very quite elegant, but not over the top. As you grab your luggage and enter the revolving doors, you took in every once of the place. The staircase, marble floors, and even the suits and outfits that the residents were wearing. Every person seemed to be either working or leaving for work, but never the less, you decided to mind your own business, for now and see if there are any rooms in which you might occupy.
Ringing the minature golden bell that lie on the cherrywood desk, you wait for someone to pop up and arrange a room for you to stay in. A few seconds later, that is exactly what happened. A middle aged man appeared out of no where and began grinning at you like there was no tomorrow. "Umm. . .hello, I am here to request a room for my stay here." Speaking nervously, you had began to feel a bit off just standing there as he continued to grin at you.
"Why yes! I would just need to have your full name, a form of ID, and a credit card miss."
'Credit card? You have got to be kidding me. This place doesn't take regular cash or checks?!'
"Just kidding, cash would be fine." He says above a light chuckle.
Your face had automatically slumped. That was not funny, not by a long shot. If it were true what he had said; then you would not be able to stay here. Then this entire trip would be ruined greatly.
"Uh huh." you pull out everything that would be needed and hand it over to him, other than the money since the amount needed was not given to you yet. It took quite a bit of time before he could provide a room for you.
"Ah, here we go! Miss Anata." He speaks while gathering up up your information and handing it back to you. After that is done, he turns around only to hand you a a key. "Here is your key Miss Anata; I hope that your stay here is a pleasant one." With a smile, he hands over your items and returns to his work.
"Wait, I didn't reserve a room here nor did I already pay. For one, I barely even know where here is." You speak, with a puzzled look on your face. It was true, you had not reserved this room, nor did you know where this place was at first. But after a while of thinking, it finally hit you. The only person who would have done this would have been your counselor.
'Why that little sneak; I should have known that he was going to do something like this.'
"If what you are saying is correct then I would have to delete your reservation, Miss Anata. Just wait over there, and I will have this problem fixed in no time."
"Uh. . .no that's alright!" You nearly yell. "The information that you have within your computer is correct, I am Joey Anata. It just seems that I forgot that I had reserved a room here."
He merely glances at you with a confused look, but ends up letting it go. Within seconds, you manage to get from the desk to the elevator before he decides to have the reservation checked, once more. You take the elevator to the fourth floor and then walk a few steps to twenty-seventh door. Gently sliding the key into the slot, you open the door without any hesitation, and what you see seemed to shock you a bit. It seems that your counselor had decided to make an upgrade, an upgrade to one of the finest rooms in the hotel. "Well I guess that I can't complain now; there is no way that I am giving this room up." You say while setting down your luggage; a smile on your face.
You knew that it would take a good while before you would actually be able to unload everything, frankly, you did not want to do so right now. So like the girl that you were, you were going to leave everything the way that it was and try to explore a bit of the city before sunset. With only a camera map, and a purse, you left the hotel in search of a good place to observe and take some good images of. Upon leaving, you felt a serene peace just outside of the building even though you were near the traffic and bustling people. Just watching everyone go about their own business, gave you the idea of taking an photo of their life. Even the simplest image of a person talking on a cell phone was one in which that could speak a thousand words. So with out their knowledge, you took a few good shots of everyone that seemed to interest you, young and old alike.
After a few good shots of the people near, you had decided to find a park or some place that would be better suited for taking photos. The map was no good to you, so instead of trying to figure things out; you wandered the city. Within fifteen minutes, you arrived at a very beautiful scenary. It was no park, but it did have many of the things in which you might find there: trees, flowers, and a small pond full of fish. It was the most wonderful scene that you have seen in a while. Even back at home, it was nothing compared to this. It was true that you lived near the water, but to view it everyday was something that could begin to bore someone. There were children walking near the pond, feeding the fish with different types of food. Even some adults joined in on the little event. This site was just to good to be true. So without much hesitation, you focused your lense on the site and with a quick snap; the image was taken. You were begining to walk back near the spot that you were standing in which was near a small wooden bench, that is until you heard 'It', the noise that would have been better off not known by you. Seconds after hearing that noise, you felt yourself falling in with the fishes into their little underwater world. A bit dazed and confused, you had not noticed the crowd that had begun to gather around your soaken form.