Trip Series 1: A Trip To Your Heart

Trip Series 1: A Trip To Your Heart

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A Trip To Your Heart (Revised Synopsis) Sweet Zhanaia Camince works as a tourist guide every vacation since her hometown is one of Switzerland's tourist attractions, and so meeting new people with different stories to tell is not new for her. One time as she walks to the cobbled street of Old Town, she accidentally met Dionysus Dausel. A tourist who happened to be her client for a month or so. As these two spent time together and as they come to know each other, an unfamiliar feeling grew inside them. Would they give these feelings of them a try if Dion has a Brain Hemorrhage and is in the condition between life and death?

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Chapter 1

BEGINNING CHAPTER

Life is like a tourist guide. You have the chance to meet a lot of people and be friends with some of them, but not everyone will stay until the end. Because after all, they are just tourists who are having their trip for a while and, soon, they will go back wherever they came from. But surely, those people will be one of those breath-taking views you will have in your journey.

As a tourist guide, this one was already proven to me base on my experiences. Every day, I would interact with different people from overseas to guide or to tour them in the whole Zurich, Switzerland. Some are friendly and talkative, a happy-go-lucky type and some are just silently appreciating the views and every stop.

But in my entire life as a tourist guide, I barely hear them say, 'I will stay here for good' or what. Even if they already saw how beautiful Zurich is, it is not enough to make them stay for good. Because again, they are just tourists who are having their trip in the meantime. And they are like those people who once became part of our life, but eventually went off because they are not meant to stay. Sometimes, they are just a lesson learned for us, or sometimes, they are one of those people who helped us to become who we are today or who will we become in the future.

I am Sweet Zhanaia Camince, 18 years old, from Zurich, Switzerland. An incoming college freshman this school year and a future flight attendant. And I believe in the words mentioned above.

Every school vacation, I work as a tourist guide since my hometown is one of Switzerland's top tourist attractions. Zurich.

This is my way to help my parents in some way and to sustain my other expenses every school year. I did not come from a rich family that's why I need to strive and study hard to get a scholarship and enroll in a university. The allowance from my scholarship is not enough to sustain my whole school year expenses. I have projects, my snack allowance, plus the unexpected payments in our school and some fairs that are not shouldered by my sponsor.

I needed an extra allowance for some matter. I can ask my parents regarding this one but I chose not to since I know I can do something about it. I avoid telling them things that have something to do with payments, bills, etc.

Papa works as a family driver, he's stay-in and every Sunday is his day off, same with mama who works as a barista on one of the coffee shops in Zurich. And that simply means that Sunday is a family day since it is the only day when we are all available.

Their salary is just enough to sustain our daily needs and monthly bills. But of course, we have other expenses as well and one of those is Zhairo's medicine. My 12 years old brother is diagnosed with leukemia. And thanks to God, it is still not in the higher stage, he can still recover through various medications.

As the eldest daughter, it is my responsibility to take care of my little brother. Whenever he has a session to attend, I'll come with him and witness how hard his condition is. I can hear him screaming in pain because of the injection, and sometimes, I chose not to look at him since I can't bear seeing him like that. It's hard seeing your brother scream in pain especially when you two are very close.

When it comes to social life, I am healthy and active. I have friends from overseas and it is not hard for me to be friends with new people, perks of being a tour guide. And just like any other people, I this ultimate and best among the best friend of mine, Caroline Joy Luex.

She's my partner in crime and we treat each other as sisters. Our mothers are close as well, they are best friends since childhood days and so as we, their daughters. We are their second generation. And that's just so cute.

Just like me, Caroline works as a tourist guide every school vacation but not to have an extra allowance or what. It is her past time for she easily gets bored.

Caroline has a bigger circle of friends than mine. She was the Campus Sweetheart in our school since half of the boy's population adores her, while almost all the girls in our school idolize her. And half of the girl's population are her friends. Well, what can I do? I have a beautiful and fashionista best friend. She is a certified fashionista, unlike me who's very simple and plain.

And just like any other person, arguing with your best friend is inevitable. We do argue a lot, especially when it comes to the things that we like and don't like. Caroline and I are the total opposite of each other. If she's a fashionista, then I am simple and plain.

If she is the Campus Sweetheart, I am the nerdy one with thick glasses on.

She is cheerful, I am silent.

She loves make-up, I love books.

She loves pink and purple, I love black and red.

She loves swimming, I love hiking.

I love coffee, she loves milk—banana milk to be exact

I love writing and arts, she hates it.

My favorite is carbonara, hers is spaghetti.

See? Lots of differences between us but we manage to be friends, and our friendship is getting stronger than ever in each argument.

Perhaps, what they say is true, opposites do attract. But despite of these differences of us, we have three things in common that make us closer together. Our love for traveling, photography and our love for Asian artists, especially to Korean artists.

Today is the first day of this year's school vacation. Caroline and I just graduated high school this month, incoming college freshman this incoming school year.

I'll take tourism as my course, while Caroline will take fashion designing. Our basis for our course is the thing that we love the most, in that way it would be easier for us to adjust to the new life we are ahead of.

Presently, I am on my way to Miró Coffee. Caroline and I's meeting place, also my favorite coffee shop since their coffee is something that really suits my coffee taste. Their coffee beans are something as well, perhaps it is because they have a direct trade relationship with a coffee farm in Nicaruga. Also their menu, they have a variety of coffee filters and espresso. They also serve coffee cocktails and wine for dates. Their interior design catches attention too, minimal and open space, plus their free Wi-Fi.

The moment I reach the coffee shop, I immediately saw Caroline from the glass wall waving her hands at me while sipping a milkshake. I shook my head, always a milk lover.

As I enter the building, their staffs offer a smile to me and wave their hands for a hello. I smiled back and headed to the table where Caroline is sitting. The staffs already know me and my usual order for I am a regular customer of Miró Coffee.

"Good morning, best friend!" and as always, she greets me with a cheerful voice.

"Morning." I simply mumbled.

Her face fell. "Why don't you try to make your voice as cheerful as mine and greet me a cheerful 'good morning'?" she pouts her lips.

"You know I don't have a cheerful voice like yours, right? So, stop asking me why I don't cheerfully greet you." That made her pout even more.

"Hmp!" I chuckled. She doesn't like it when I greet her like that, she wants everybody to be cheerful when it comes to her.

"So, do you have our schedule?" I ask to start the conversation regarding our work.

She nodded. "Yea, here." she handed me the folder where our weekly schedule is compiled.

It is the list of tourists assigned to us, together with the list of places where we will tour them.

A line appeared between my brows when I didn't see my name on the list of tour guides. I tried checking it to the next pages but I didn't see any.

It should be here. Caroline and I are on the same group of tour guides. I faced her and asks,

"Do you know why my name is not included in this list of tour guides? We are in the same group."

She sips on her milkshake first before uttering, "Lady Maya told me to tell you to see her this morning, 10 am."

"Did she tell you why?" She shook her head.

"Nah. But I think it's about the change in your schedule."

"Change of my schedule?"

"Hmm. The reason why your name is not included in the list."

I heave a deep breath. Change of schedule?

Lady Maya is the handler of underage tour guides in Zurich. Our schedule and the tourists we will guide comes from her, and so our salary.

I took a glance at my wristwatch, indicating the time, 9:00 am. I still have an hour before 10 am but I need to go now since going on Lady Maya's office will take 30 minutes.

I stood up, bid my goodbye to her, and told her I will see her later.

On my way to Lady Maya's office, I can't help but think of reasons why does she want me to see her. Or if it is true that she changed my group and schedule? Why so?

After I paid the cab, I half-run on Lady Maya's office. The moment I entered in, a woman in her mid 50 welcomed me with a smile.

"Hello, there, Zhanaia. A pleasant morning, have a seat." she motioned me to sit on the wooden chair in front of her office table made in Mahogany tree, which I obeyed.

As I sat on the chair, I start asking her, "Lady Maya? Why do you want to see me? Uhm... something's wrong? My name wasn't included in Caroline's group. Did you replace me or what?"

That made her chuckle and shook her head. "Oh, Zhanaia, relax. Take it easy, one question at a time, please?" I went silent after that. Looks like, I was too clouded by my questions and ask them all in one.

Lady Maya clasps her hands together and leans her back on the swivel chair she's currently sitting at and start explaining.

"I didn't replace you from Caroline's group or what, Zhanaia." she started. "The reason why I called you here is this," she handed me a Morocco folder.

"That's your new schedule together with the contract you need to sign. Since you are one of the best tour guides under me, I gave you this special client of ours."

I narrowed my eyes. "Special client? Contract?"

"Uh-huh." she nodded. "He signed a one month tour contract on our agency and base on the agreement, he will have his personal tour guide, who happened to be you."

"Once you signed that contract on the folder, you will start your job as his personal tour guide tomorrow."

"He? May I know first who is he?"

She smiled. "Mr. Dionysus Dausel."

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Mae Movida
loving is waiting
2021-08-27 13:52:44
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emma acolatse
Great reading but full of gràmmatical errors
2020-07-21 20:49:19
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emma acolatse
Too many jumbled tenses but interesting story
2020-07-19 06:26:02
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emma acolatse
I have already. rated this book which is full of wrong tenses. Why is it that your stories never get to the end? You might as well not post them on line.
2020-07-19 23:37:29
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39 Chapters
BEGINNING CHAPTER
Life is like a tourist guide. You have the chance to meet a lot of people and be friends with some of them, but not everyone will stay until the end. Because after all, they are just tourists who are having their trip for a while and, soon, they will go back wherever they came from. But surely, those people will be one of those breath-taking views you will have in your journey. As a tourist guide, this one was already proven to me base on my experiences. Every day, I would interact with different people from overseas to guide or to tour them in the whole Zurich, Switzerland. Some are friendly and talkative, a happy-go-lucky type and some are just silently appreciating the views and every stop. But in my entire life as a tourist guide, I barely hear them say, 'I will stay here for good' or what. Even if they already saw how beautiful Zurich is, it is not enough to make them stay for good. Because again, they are just tourists who are having their trip in the meantime. And they are li
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CHAPTER 2
Dionysus Dausel. Silently walking at the noisy cobbled street of Old Town, my head is clouded with the name 'Dionysus Dausel'. I just signed the contract for being his personal tour guide for a month, and tomorrow, I am going to meet him and start my job as well. And guess what? Our meeting place is on Miró Coffee, nice. I was about to take another step when suddenly, I bump into someone which made me out of my balance and fall. "Ouch!" I cried when I felt my butt cheek hurts. I look up at the person standing in front of me. My eyes narrowed when I saw a tall man. He must be the someone I bumped in to. I heave a deep sigh before accepting his hand that he offered for helping me to stand up. I mentally cursed when I felt the pain on my lower back. "Miss, are you okay?" I faced him and shook my head. There's no point in saying 'I'm fine' when the pain is visible in my face. "No, I'm not." I painfully uttered. I can still feel the hard impact of the cobbled floor to my butt and
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CHAPTER 3
"Zurich is Switzerland's largest city, located at the North-Central part of Switzerland, at the North-Western end of Lake Zurich. Aside from it is Switzerland's largest city, it is also the major transportation hub and the busiest place of the country due to the airports and railways. Zurich is also one of the world's financial centers for it has a lot of financial institutions and banking companies despite its small population." "It is also a top starting point for travelers for it has a variety of places and features for adventure and traveling. We have more than 50 museums, 100 art galleries, mountains for height lovers, lakes, and other bodies of water for those who love fishing, swimming, and other water activities. Our mountain tops and lakesides are perfect for camping and bonfire. We also have several shopping places for those who love shopping. One of them is Bahnhofstrasse, the finest shopping strand in Europe." Dion is silent as I explain the features of Zurich. From my pe
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CHAPTER 4
"See you tomorrow, sweetheart." I heave another deep sigh when I heard Dion's voice in my head again, repeating the same words he uttered earlier like a pirated tape, and an old radio unable to reach the good signal. I am currently laying on my bed, Caroline is here with me since we decided to have a sleepover, like what we always do even on our childhood days. "That's the 13th time you sighed for the past few minutes, Zhanaia." she mumbles while still busy on her phone. And again, I sighed. "14th." She's counting. I pushes myself up and sat on the right side of the bed, it's nearing 10 pm but we are still awake. Caroline is busy with something on her phone, while I, well, I can't sleep because Dion's voice keeps on ringing in my head with the same words he uttered earlier. "See you tomorrow, sweetheart." For an unknown reason, I felt something like butterflies in my stomach. Like those that I have read on romance books, plus the abnormal beats of my heart. It so suddenly bea
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CHAPTER 5
Offering friendship to Dion was not in the plan. Note that it's a strong one for it is a best friend. I thought I would really just be his tour guide for a month, but you see, we're now best friends. Even I do not know why I volunteered to be his best friend. Maybe because I feel how down he was? Loneliness was visible in his voice earlier. Maybe that one triggers me to offer him friendship. But, I admit, it feels good when he smiled and accepted my offer. As of the moment, we are in the grocery store. He asked if I can accompany him here since he needed stocks in his house while he stays here in Switzerland. I'll also come with him later. "The foods we brought are very cheap," he commented. He scanned the foods in our pushcart and their price tags. He shook his head as he confirmed that they are really cheap. I chuckled. "It's a commoner food, that's why." "Aren't these expired?" he asks. "They're very cheap." Again, I chuckled. "No, they're not. They are cheap because again, t
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CHAPTER 6
As the night sky with thousands of twinkling stars from afar and the golden moonlight illuminating the vast darkness below together with the artificial lights of the city, slowly turned blue and as the sun rises from the east as a start of another day and another life, I slowly open my eyes. The sunlight passing through the glass window of my room fangs my skin. I close my eyes again as hit me right to my pupils. A few moments later, I open it again, and a bright smile, as bright as the sun crept in my lips. "Good morning, the universe," I mumble. I push myself up and do my morning routine. After that, I went downstairs for breakfast. I found Zhairo sitting on one of the chairs with his omelet. He simply greets me a 'good morning' and went back on his food. I didn't bother to ask where are our parents since I already know. They probably went to their work earlier than usual. As I prepare my breakfast, the doorbell rang. My brows furrowed for neither of us are expecting visitor nor
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CHAPTER 7
"That one, I want that one!" Sighs. Guess where we are right now. And I would answer the one word, four letters, one syllable. Mall. I unconditionally said 'yes' earlier when Dion asked me again if I will let Zhairo go with him because he wants to treat my brother. I was carried away by his words when he said that Zhairo is no new to him because he will be his 'brother-in-law' soon. My heart was beating really fast, like fast and furious. Plus the feeling of there is a war inside me due to the rumblings. If Dion was close enough, I bet he would hear my heart, and he would probably ask about it. And that is the last thing that I wanted to happen. As much as possible, I don't want him to know that I am having these strange feelings towards him. I am not that naive, I know what this might be, but I am trying my best not to jump into that kind of conclusion. Dion is an American. In their country, most people are liberated, and I won't be shocked if he is too. And if ever he f
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CHAPTER 8
"Argh!" I again threw my phone on the bed. I am really frustrated right now. Caroline who was just sitting comfortably at the edge of my bed while surfing through her phone shook her head when she saw what I did. I called her to go here since I don't know what to do now. After I told Dion that I want us to stay in a relationship between a boss and an employee, I turned my back at him and closed the gate. And then I immediately went into my room and locked myself. My head is in turmoil. I suddenly felt that battle between my conscience and then I just said what I wanted to say. My conscience is telling me that what I did was rude, really rude, while I keep on telling myself that what I did was just right. Period. "Will you stop doing that, Zhanaia?" Caroline scolded me after rolling her eyes. "I agree with your conscience, you know. What you did was really rude. Imagine, Dion is offering you friendship and you just turned him down. Note that you are the one who offered him friendshi
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CHAPTER 9
The moment I reach the hospital, I immediately run to the entrance and ask in the Nurse Station for Dion's room. The nurse who assisted me asks what's my relationship with him, and said it is for security purposes. Ironically, I introduced myself as his friend, when in fact, I turned him down last night. But this is not the time to think about that. I need to see Dion. As the nurse typed something on the computer, I can help but to tap my shoes on the tiled floor because of a mixture of worry and nervousness. And when the nurse finally told me the number and what floor Dion's room is located, I didn't waste a chance. I did a half-run since the floor is tiled and I might slip if I literally run. When the elevator opened, I hastily go in and press the number of the floor where I am about to go. Seconds of waiting, the elevator stops and the moment I got out, I searched for Dion's room. As I finally found it and when I touch the cold metal of the doorknob, my hands went cold and start
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CHAPTER 10
"I think I have fallen for you, Zhanaia." "And I am still falling deeply." I failed to stop myself from screaming in so much... happiness. Yes, happiness. I don't know how and why it is hard to explain but I won't deny that what I feel right now is so much happiness. My heart is overflowing with joy and it is not impossible if any moment, my cheeks will be ripped off because of the widest smile I've ever had. I've been like this since I woke up earlier than usual, and last night, I slept with a sweet smile painted on my lips. Dion's confession was lingering in my head and until now, I can still hear his soft voice saying those words that make my heart swell. I can't believe it happened. Oh my god, is that the reason why he wants to befriend me? Because he wants us to be close even more? Is that his way of courting? Oh gosh! Again, I screamed. But this time, I used a pillow to cover my mouth and suppress the noise coming from me. Mama and papa might hear me, and they will su
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