Tessa’s pov
It is a few weeks after graduation and I still could not seem to let go of Chicago. This was way harder than I expected, letting go of the place I call home to a place where I do not know anyone or anywhere. It was a huge step for me, a huge step which I really needed . I was never going to fully or properly evolve if I still stayed in a place which held my past,heartbreak,memories i had to let go of and a version of myself which I no longer was.
Deep down I knew it was a step I had to take.
The fresh possibilities,new people, the chase to be free from my past. I had to let go of Chicago.
The days just before my departure felt unreal.Packing and saying goodbye to my family and the people i loved had me mixed with emotions,I was both sad and excited at the same time. Each item,frame,clothing, each felt like closing an era of my life.
I had only a few days left here and i was going to make the best of it while i still had the time to. Anna and i had made plans for a couple of dates before i leave.
“What happens to us?, long distance relationships are not very easy” she said while sipping her strawberry matcha latte.
“I know, but you could always come to visit and you know i really need this”, I replied while holding her hands
I understood what she meant, long distance relationships are usually very hard but we have to make it work. I could not imagine life without anna.
The day finally arrived; the day i was scared of, the day i finally let go of my past, memories, mistakes and allow myself to bask in a fresh start. The day i move to mystic falls. My parents and anna were all there to see me off at the airport and it was a rollercoaster of emotions. I cried so hard that i ended up snorting through my nose. Getting on that plane and taking off made me actually realize i was leaving and i was not going to be back until a really long time.
The flight was four hours long and i slept through it. By the time we touched down it was not just a new place but also a new chapter.
As i walked into the airport, there was a chauffeur waiting to take me to my hotel.I was going to be staying there until i could properly conclude on the apartment that felt more like me. I had set up appointments with a few realtors this week and i was excited to check out the apartments , but until then i had to make do with my hotel room.i also applied for a few jobs online , had a few interviews too. It's about to be a very busy week.
The drive to the hotel gave me a glimpse of what mystic falls felt like, it felt like good energy, it felt good.
My room was small but cozy with tall windows and a beautiful view of the town and had a soft scent of lemons and blueberries like they were being laid around, it gave the room a homely feeling.
For the next few days, my calender was fully booked with back to back appointments, meeting with realtors and also preparing for my interviews. I barely had time to myself.
Walking into the different apartments had me imagining what life would look like in each of them, cooking dinners after work, reading a book by a corner or movie night with some friends. Despite each of these apartments all being unique in their own way, one really stood out for me; the kitchen was tucked nicely to the side,well ventilated, had the right amount of space and had a beautiful aesthetic,It was perfect. I could not leave without making a payment and i did, This really marked the beginning of a new chapter for me, i finally had a place i could call home, felt like me and had the right kind of furnitures and now i could say i had finished a part of schedule for the week.
I had about three interviews and i was truly nervous for each one. The first one was at an arts gallery, i had applied for the position of a gallery assistant. The gallery looked breathtaking and i immediately fell in love with its scenery. The paintings looked like they all had a story to tell.
When my name was finally called, i started to feel really nervous. The interviewer asked a few questions like my background,how i handled interacting with people, my major in college and the most important one;”why do you think i should pick you for the job”. She asked while staring at me with no emotions on her face.
“I believe i deserve this Job because i have something the other people here do not have;passion. I’m not just here for the paycheck, i’m here because art excites me, inspires me and is truly a part of my day, everyday”. I replied
She paused for a minute “thank you for applying,we would get back to you”.
I felt a bit of certainty and also nervousness about this job. As i made my way out of gallery trying to call an uber to my next interview. Just before i could pick the call from the uber driver , i collided with a young man holding a hot cup of coffee , making his coffee to spill all over both our outfits. I immediately screamed, He could not even apologize, instead he said it was my fault and would not stop complaining of how women are so reckless these. I was so angry that i just went home, i was not just angry about hot coffee spilling all over my outfit but the fact that he could not be bothered apologize, he sounded very annoying. I would have never imagined that the annoying encounter i just had with him was just the beginning.