Aylar Seyd

An airport.

It is long 1.5 hours remaining before departure to Paris. The time is passing extremely slowly. I anticipate great pleasure from this journey. I studied hard my French lessons, and now I am going to reap the fruits of my labour. I have achieved my goal and my cherished dream is about to come true. I am flying to Paris on the “Francophone program" for 2 weeks to get unforgettable experience. The guy Thomas from our group is flying also. For some reasons I did not pay heed to him in time of studying.

I am sitting in a comfortable chair in the waiting room and looking around, full of enthusiasm. The young beautiful family is sitting near me. The mother with happiness on her face tries to feed pizza to her sweet, funny son, dressed in red jeans and cool shirt, who is playing with ridiculous minion, while beside them, the head of the family is examining the contents of some bag from “Duty free”. They are full of vital force.

I turned my eyes to the depth of the waiting room and saw Thomas, talking with enough lovely girl. When they are standing together, it is easy to guess that they are brother and sister. They look very much alike. Certainly, she came to see him off the plane and wish a good journey.

I started to scrutinize Thomas. It is seems that I did not see so beautiful regular features before. He looks about 28. Tall and well-formed figure with elegant style. His wavy brown hair seems gold. When he turned his head slowly, his profile resembled an ancient Greek statue. His look was ambitious and showed confidence. In the Middle ages, he presumably could be a passionate benevolent knight. And ladies could feel like princesses or queens with him. Most probably he has a friendly family and a dog at home. And I suppose the sort of man like him cannot be spoiled of money and social scale, even though he has millions. Moreover, they can cherish a friendship out of cash. Oh, my fancy carried me away! God knows.

He and his sister hugged each other and meanwhile he glanced at me and could not suppress his smile, and I saw shining snowflakes in his eyes. I was overflowed with emotions, and smiled encouragement, decently, trying to be frozen and cool as a cucumber.

The woman controller’s nice voice was heard in a loudspeaker. She announced the boarding to Paris. Freedom now! It will be the first flying in my life. It’s so exciting and awesome! I am full of passion and breathless expectation of forthcoming fortnight's holidays in Paris. At last I will derive enjoyment from beauty of Champs Elysees with lovely flowers and Louvre, where I can get an excellent inspiration. Fantastical view from The Eiffel Tower, which will remain forever in my memory...

…with Thomas.