Today is my first performance as a "Professional" on the violin, its doing double with my colleague playing the piano, it does not have what goes wrong I've done several presentations like this before, but of course never one of that level.
I got up from the bed doing my hygiene and going to rehearse a little more, it is always good to reinforce, when I went to the room of the hotel room to pick up my violin I looked out the window and I was fascinated by the view of Paris, I thought to myself:
"Calm down Melissa, you're going to have money to live in such a place someday, you just have to try harder, as Mom always said"
I started practicing and I continued throughout the morning, when it was lunch time I thought about going out and staying the afternoon strolling in this amazing city, since I do not think I will be staying here much longer.
I wore basic clothes since I do not go to any luxurious place even if I wanted to, because I have no money, I laugh internally:
"What pessimistic thoughts Melissa, this will only be so until you are as great as someone in the Uruas family"
I laugh again thinking about my silly, I know they are unreachable in every way, I sighed thinking about it and went to the streets of Paris to find somewhere to have lunch, I went into a very simple restaurant in the alleyways of Paris, when I opened the door I smelled wonderful homemade food, I was already salivating before looking at the menu, imagine it later.
When I picked up the menu I saw several typical French foods:
Cassoulet (a stew made with all the ingredients available.)
Quiche lorraine (filled with a mixture of bacon, sour cream, butter and nutmeg.)
Coq au vin (a recipe that already has centuries of existence. It is said that it was created for the Roman emperor, Julius Caesar.)
Croque monsieur (it is a snack prepared with loaf of bread, gruyère cheese, butter and white bechamel sauce)
After deciding I called the waiter, when I saw him approaching I started to breathe faster, the waiter looked like a model, green eyes, straight blond hair, proportionate face and tall, I thought,
"He could be an easy model, why is he here?"
But it seems that I thought a little too high.
"Thank you very much, Miss, but someone had to take over the family restaurant"
He said with a magnificent smile, when I touched him he had listened I was exploding with shame.
"Sorry for the intrusion"
"Do not worry it was not a big deal, I'll even treat it like a compliment"
My God, what a smile, after getting back to focus I made my request quickly.
"I want a Quiche lorraine, an orange juice and a Petit Gâteau"
"Sure, I'll be right back with your order"
I waited patiently, I took the opportunity to look around the restaurant looked very simple but cozy, a relaxing environment in general, after about 30 minutes my order arrived, it had an excellent aroma, I ate quickly because I still wanted to visit some spots in the city.
Finishing the meal I went to the cashier to pay, who was there at that time was the waiter who was serving me before, handed the card to make the payment, he smiled and asked:
"May I know the name of the lady?"
"Of course, it's Melissa, Melissa Rapien"
"Hm, what a beautiful name, Pleasure Melissa, my name is Jean Clark"
"It's my pleasure"
After this conversation he passed the invoice with the card and left the restaurant and went to a street with shops and restaurants luxurious, of course just to see, I do not have half the money to make an order or buy something in these stores.
I walked down the street and saw the Prada, Gucci, and Calvin Klein stores, dreaming someday to have money to buy in those shops I sighed with those thoughts, it was getting late when I finished seeing everything, so I decided to go to the hotel to prepare myself for the presentation