Creative Writing

Creative Writing

The trip of a lifetime….
I finally heard it, ‘flight TM7364 is now boarding at gate number 32,’ Sharon and I squealed as we grabbed our rucksacks and ran towards the gate. We were two eighteen year olds on an adventure to South America, first stop, Sao Paulo.
Twelve hours later we landed in the main international airport. I was shocked at how clean the airport was, I thought we were going to a third world country. As soon as we stepped into arrivals we were bombarded with locals providing taxi services, bus services, car services, hotels, trips around the country, the list was endless but it was the trips that caught our attention. We wanted to see and do as much as possible inside the four weeks we had.
Sharon headed for a guy holding up a “trips see everything!” sign. He looked dark, sultry and confident, just Sharon’s type.
‘Are you looking for adventure ladies? Cheap trips for beautiful ladies,’ he said to us in broken English as his long eyelashes blinked and stared at us admiringly.
‘Let me handle this,’ I whispered to Sharon, I didn’t want hormones to get in the way of a good deal.
‘Hi,’ I returned. My smile wavered as his piercing black eyes looked at us up and down, like a human x-ray.
‘Welcome to Sao Paulo, we offer trips to Hopi Hari, Bonespa building and more.’ I looked at him and he continued to speak enthusiastically ‘what do you think ladies’ he gave us a wink.
I looked over at Sharon, she had a dreamy dazed looked in her eyes, uh oh. I didn’t have a good feeling about this guy but she wouldn’t take no for an answer.
He was shifting his weight from left to right, right to left, he looked extremely uncomfortable yet had this amazing smile plastered to his face, the two didn’t seem to match.
‘Let me escort you to your hotel ladies,’ he offered. I suggested to Sharon we should shop around and make our own way there but she grabbed my hand and yanked me so hard my bag fell off my shoulder. He was quick to pick it up and start walking...