1 Chapter One

I was packing the moveable things of my properties and making sure I was leaving nothing behind. Moving was something I had always wanted to do. I have always wanted to move away from the town I grew up in to a different place in the world that I felt had my heart and called out to me and carve a path for myself and all but not under the current circumstances with which I was doing it. I never imagined having my heart broken by a dainty innocent looking woman. Looked small and perfect with a great heart but I could not have been more wrong. One of my many faults and flaws like people had told me was that I loved so much and was maybe in a way naive but it was who I was.

I was putting my boxes together in my room when my mum came in and sat on my bed.

"I am really going to miss you"

"Mum, first off I moved out of the house a long time ago so it should not be that much of a big deal"

"Well this is different. I cannot come visit you like I used to because your new place is not a drive away. I'm really going to miss my baby", she stood up to give me a hug. I was actually going to miss my family and friends. Alot of them tried getting me to stay but this is something I had to do and I was going to do it.

I placed the last of my things on the floor, arranging them beside each other and sat on my bed to face my mum

"I really wish I was motivated by something else to be moving like this but now, this city is just irritating to me but now I have to do it, I need to do it." My mum stares at me and sighs, I know she is having an internal battle but is also trying to come to terms with the fact that I have to grow in my own way.

I was on my way to the airport and my dad was driving me, spending some guy time together before I move miles away. After I graduated college, I had been looking for ways to get my art out into the world. Being an artist had always been a life long dream of mine and I have not had any big break since I had started painting. A few people bought some of my work but for me I was not where I wanted to be yet. I studied art at the California Institute of Art at Santa Clarita, California. I did both my Bfa and Mfa at California institute of Art. The best six years of my life were within those walls and also the worst too. After multiple breakups, Amaya's own was the last straw for me. I needed to leave California behind and she was the motivation factor for what I had been scared to do since.

"I'm looking at you like, this dude is really doing this and I am proud in a way of you. I never really supported your desire to study art as it is a risky job, what if you do not make it? But you have proved me wrong and are still proving it. I know you'll do it. I'm proud of you boy." It meant so much to me that my dad said this to me, he had been skeptical about my career path but now that he just expressed this to me makes me happy

"Thanks dad. It means a lot to me"

"Yeah yeah, don't cry on me boy, Imma give your ass a whooping", we laugh at that. We get to the airport and I hug my dad one last time. I did my check in and got my boarding pass and was waiting to board my flight, my night flight. We stood at the gate area and I thought to myself, this is it. Goodbye California, hello Paris.

The plane took off at eight thirty in the evening and I took my seat by the window. I looked out the window to see the city, I was nervous but I was ready and excited for it. My name is Kai Leroy and this is my life.