ASTRAOur London trip, overall, was a way fun experience than the ones we had in Paris. Of course, minus the occasional awkwardness of silence whenever we're alone in the hotel room.We went to the Buckingham Palace, took pictures and said our greetings to the unmoving guards. Then we visited the British museum! I had a fun time learning about historical artifact and archeological finds. Of course, we took pictures as well. Mostly I, myself! And then, there's The National Gallery! I saw a Van Gogh painting in there and nearly left my jaw on the floor. It's a museum solely dedicated for classical paintings from our legendary artists in the past! And finally, we went to the Tower of London. The palace's structure was truly magnificent and such a beauty to look at. We also went back to Camden market but that's only for a quick stop to buy some things we'll be needing before heading to our next destination.Greece!And now here we are, packing up in our room for our three hours long fli
SIRIUSI put down my phone and looked up at the woman finally calling for our flight. Then my eyes darted to the girl sitting just beside me. I’m sure she didn’t hear it as there’s a large headphone covering her ears. She was even banging her head gently and I could slightly hear the pop rock music blasting out of it despite the airport noise.It’s fucking four-thirty in the morning! Jesus!I slightly nudged her before I rose up from my seat, quickly grabbing my things. Her head shot up to me questioningly and I wordlessly motioned to her that our flight’s finally been called. Her lips slightly pursed before she tapped something on her phone and took off her headphones.“I’m sitting beside the window, okay?” she announced as we walked our way to the plane.I glared at her hardly. “What? No! You had the window to yourself on our way to London. I will have it this time.”“Ugh! Fine. But I’ll have it again to our next destination, alright?”“Whatever.”We finally settled in as the cabin
ASTRA A wide smile break free from my lips the moment I stepped foot in the country of Greece. Finally! We’re here! I hope we stay a lot longer and explore the country more unlike our Paris and London trip where we stay put in one place and hotel. We rode a taxi that will take us to the wonderful beach resort of Santorini. I quickly gasped when I realized I’m running out of swim wears! Well, I bought a few in Paris but I already wore them and took pictures of it when I took a dip on the wide pool located at the top of the hotel. I don’t want to reuse it! “Do you think they sell bikinis in the resort?” “Didn’t you have a few pairs in your luggage? I saw it when I was getting your toiletries.” “But I already wore them!” “So?” He turned to me with arched brow. “Why do you need that much swim wears? You’re wasting money!” “And so what? It’s my money!” "What a careless woman you are!""Okay, Rolex king!" I retorted back."Ha! For the record, most of those watch are gifts from frien
ASTRAAfter breakfast, we decided to rest and take a nap for a moment before touring around the resort. We didn't get enough much sleep last night, and even on the plane, so we're gonna take this time to lay down for a bit. I woke up two hours later, almost twelve in the afternoon. Sirius was already awake when I stepped out of my room. He's on the couch and browsing on the television, legs crossed together while wearing a simple dark gray sweatshirt. Just that, and nothing else. His upper body was fully exposed to my eyes. I gulped and quickly looked away, my mind is short-circuiting at the view of his abs and muscular arms."It's twelve. Wanna head out for lunch?" He spoke up as I heard the plastic remote resounded on the coffee table in front of the couch."I'm not hungry yet.""Oh, gee! Don't tell me you're actually serious with that diet shit? That's ridiculous!""What's so ridiculous about wanting to stay fit?" I looked at him again and glared, trying my best to focus on his f
ASTRA (flashback part 1)I crossed my legs together as I remained sitting stiffly on my armchair, silently observing my classmates who are all excited for tomorrow's school activity: Art and Science Fair.And then I looked at the Prada bag perched up on the other chair just beside me. Of course it's mine. And then there's another empty chair just beside it. Nobody actually sits in this row aside from me. I love it here, actually. Away from the big board and the teacher. Nobody's speaking to me as I initially don't get along well with anyone. It's currently homeroom and we're told to use this time to finalize our class presentation for tomorrow. I didn't really understand what they were trying to create so I didn't bother participating anymore. And even if I try to give my own ideas, they wouldn't let me. So instead of wasting my time talking to them, I just contributed some money, twice the amount they're collecting per student, so they wouldn't complain about me not sharing my id
ASTRA (flashback part 2) When I was a mere kid, back then when I wasn’t even in high school just yet, the bookstore is my favorite hangout place for so many reasons. I love reading! I love discovering new ideas! It is also my mother’s work place after she quit designing for a high end brand. But most importantly, there’s this particular type of reading material I always love to check out during my free time. A visual book. A magazine. In those pages, there are beautiful tall women wearing elegant clothes. They look mysterious and intimidating. My mother calls them a model. She then mentioned that she use to work with those kind of women before. Ever since I learned about models, I dreamed of becoming one as well. I learned to dressed up properly though my closet used to consist of average looking clothes. I’ve learned to fix my posture, and copied how models walk on the videos I used to search on the internet. It was a ridiculous dream I thought I wouldn’t be able to achieve. I th
ASTRA (flashback part 3)I nodded eagerly at him and he walked near the door where a tiny mirror is hanging by. He grabbed it and walked back quickly to me. I also fished out my phone so I can start taking selfies!He grinned widely at me before placing the mirror on my lap. And then strangely, he quickly gathered his things and zoomed out of the room, wearing a stupid smirk on his face. What was that?And then slowly, my lips parted as I grip on the mirror, my suspicion rising again. Don't tell me that brute fooled me about the face paint?!I gulped and shook my head. Of course not! He's been extra nice today.Extra nice. Nice.Oh, fuck! I'm doomed! When is he ever nice?! That man was born with fucking horns in his head!A loud scream emerged out of my throat when I finally saw the finished drawing he made on my face! Pink and purple poops with eyes and mouth! Like the keyboard emojis!This is ridiculous! I touched it and it quickly smeared all over my cheeks since it's still wet. I
ASTRAI hit him on the arm and rolled my eyes, slightly laughing now after reminiscing that day. "Of course, I remember. How could I forgot?" I said, shaking my head smilingly. I then turned to the old man before putting the design book back on the table. "I'd like a butterfly here on my arm!"Sirius chuckled but I ignored him as I sat on the customer chair facing the tattoo artist. I was in awe while watching the process of it. The old man have a gifted hand. He's very good and a pro, very expert in detailing. After nearly fifteen minutes, it was finished! "Wow! This is pretty, Sir. You have an amazing talent!" I complimented, eyeing the finished henna tattoo on my arm. "A poop would look better on your skin."I looked up at Sirius and glared at him. I also attempted to kick him on the leg but he quickly dodged it."Kidding! I'd like one too, Sir.""Really?!"He eyed me sternly, both hands now on his hips. "Yes, so leave the chair, please. It's my turn."I quickly got up and let