The announcement through the speakers woke me up. I find myself snuggled to Robert. I get up and see him asleep still.

I mentally thank god that he didn't see me so close to him. If he found out that I fell asleep on his shoulders, he will make some dirty, sarcastic comment.

I tie my hair  into a bun and the flight is ready for landing.

I sit back and watch the airplane fly past the clouds and slowly lowers in altitude for landing.

***

I wait as Nelson and Gregory get our luggage.

We walk out to find aunt Mel screaming our names in the crowd.

She greets us all with a big hug.

"So good to see you kids again. Look at you guys, all grown up and handsome and beautiful. Well, let's get you home. You must be tired."

"Yes aunt Mel. That was a long journey." I walk out with her as Nelson and Gregory follow us to her car.

The drive to aunt Mel's house was quiet except her asking about our lives and her florist shop.

Yes! She owns a florist shop but Uncle Tom is a doctor. They're quite well off to get a nice house in one of the city's most expensive residential areas.

Aunt Mel drove into her neighborhood, Montparnasse. She told how the river Sienne is just a twenty minute walk from here. She also mentioned how the local markets and cafes are very nearby and we can easily find our way back home.

***

"Thanks for the lovely lunch aunt Mel. I'm going to sleep for sometime then walk to the local market nearby." Gregory says and leaves to the guest room.

Me and Nelson help aunt Mel clear up.

"Well kids, I have three sim cards for you guys to use during your stay here. My number and Tom's number are in speed dial. Always keep us updated about your whereabouts. If anything, give us a call immediately." She says as she wipes the glass plates and places them on the stand in the shelf.

"Aunt Mel, if you need any help in the florist shop, I'll be there." I smile and offer her my services.

"Thanks Lisa ! It would be nice to have someone there with me."

Me and Nelson leave to our rooms to refresh and head out.

I don't want to sleep and miss the daylight in Paris.

I insert the sim card in my phone and it gets activated. I take my coolers and stride down towards Sienne.

We are here for vacation so I might as well enjoy.

I have the map with me just in case I get lost. The directions seem to be right so far.

All I see around me are couples eating each other's faces off. No wonder it's Called the city of love.

I reach my destination after about
Thirty minutes. I see a lot of people painting the beautiful scenery, Families having picnics and couples taking pictures.

I take a few pictures of the place and continue on my stroll.

I spot a familiar brown headed back facing me. I walk up to him and stand to face, none other than, the hot and arrogant Robert again.

Omg! He's an artist! He's painting the river.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him as i observe his painting.

"Excuse me if I'm a tourist just like you." He replies and goes back to painting, ignoring my presence there.

"That's a pretty picture you've painted there. Never knew you had such a talent behind that arrogant nature of yours."

"Never doubt less of me miss." He puts a blob of paint on my nose and continues to paint.

"YOU..." I wipe off the paint from my nose and point at him in fake anger. I pick up one of the other brushes from the stand and flick the paint at him as the paint scatters on his white t-shirt.

"That's enough Lisa. You've messed with the wrong guy." He warns me as he starts to take of his T shirt.

I know he did it on purpose, putting his perfect abs on display.

He caught me staring and starts to chuckle in a evil manner.

I swear only he can pull that off.

* Chuckling evilly *

"Like what you see?" He says through his dirty smirks and he crosses his arms.

I swear if he hadn't shifted his gaze from me, I would have looked at his adorable face and that perfectly shaped body for a little longer.

"Well, nice to see you again. I better get going!" I wave bye and start walking.

I hear my name being screamed and I turn to see Robert running towards me shirtless.

Now, that's  a picture every girl wants to see.

"Lisa, wanna grab a bite?" He asks me shyly and I'm surprised that the arrogant looking idiot can go to being shy in just seconds.

I nod in agreement and follow him and help him pack his kit up.

He puts on a black t-shirt and walks beside me with a big backpack.

We locate a nearby cafe and take our seats.

"So you're an artist? That's nice." I break the awkward silence.

"Yeah! Not when you have to fight with your parents to pursue it." His facial expression changes to dull all of a sudden.

Awkward silence it is again.

The Waitress comes and greets us with a big Bonjour.

She spoke English, noticing that we were foreigners.

Both of us ordered cappuccino and a chicken barbecue sandwich.

"So what do you do?" He breaks the silence this time and I stop fidgeting with my bag and look up at him.

"I'm a senior in high school next year. "

"That's nice! So what do you want to do after?"

And there it goes! He's popped the big question that I was afraid someone will ask me soon.

"Umm..I am still unsure whether to take literature or go for med school.
My parents obviously want me to go med school."

"But what do you really want ?" That question really takes me off guard.

All this time, I've been weighing the pros and cons of each course and which one is better in which university that I forgot what I really wanted.

I stare at him blankly for a brief moment and realize what I really wanted.

"Performing arts! I love drama and I write plays too."

"Nice to know you've got it figured out. So why not med school , if you don't mind me asking."

"Well that was my passion too but I guess I've always been into drama and writing is my favorite thing to do in the world. So finally, the best two worlds I've ever known collide."

"Sounds interesting !" Just as he stares into my eyes, the waiter places our orders and we dig in.

He was the gentle man and paid for my food too even though I insisted that I pay.

He even walked me home as it was dark.

I guess there's another side to the arrogant and enigmatic person he seems to be.